Enemies Domestic

[Morosz]

L.I.A. Houston Field Office, Planet Houston, Texas System
8th January 828 A.S.

The air in the interrorgation room was cold and heavy, permanently in motion, moved by the fans near the cieling. The room was small a lamp on the cieling illuminating a table in the center. Two chairs at each side of the table. On one of the chairs was a nevrous looking man.

A man wearing a standard LSF uniform walked down the corridor to the interrorgation room, producing a damped rythm with his heavy boots. He recently landed on Texas after he escorted the man who was now sitting in the room waiting for him. The man in the room was a smuggler who, was hauling artifacts when he enountered the agent and now he will help the agent and his collegues to bring the other members of this operation to justice.

He entered the room and sat down facing the man. Behind him was a one way mirror and before him this person. Taking one last look at the datapad he brought in he looked at his unfortunate victim of the interrorgation room.

"Allright. Let's get this over with. State your full name, place of birth and date of birth."