Karen’s datapad screen flicked to a view of Lorleii, she was beautiful and in Karen’s mind the definition of a strong, confident and independent woman. Everything Karen wanted to be.
“Um … uh he ... Hello Lorleii” she stumbled on her words, conscious of her blushing cheeks, hoping they would go unnoticed.
“I hope your flight was uneventful…
…I’ve managed to stall the science team until you arrive, the suspected crash site of your mother’s ship is approximately 15 nautical miles east of Diogo Island. It can only mean she must have had help of some kind to reach land. This combined with the lack of CCTV footage and the odd behaviour of some of the staff here has lead me to suspect that there is an insider, currently working for OS&C trying to hide their tracks… it’s hard to believe… but as of now I’m keeping the investigation quite… I’m not sure who to trust…
…Ah that reminds me, I have organised your transport from Windward to Diogo, a young man called Peter Simpson will be landing his Raven’s Talon on pad 3B shortly, he’s the son of a late friend of mine and I’m sure he can be trusted to get you here promptly…
…Unfortunately that’s all I have currently, I’m hoping that this sound contact is your mother’s ship and that it’ll shed some light on what the hell has going on…
…Looking forward to meeting, any questions before you get ready?”
