Liberty Security Force R&D Stories.

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Relaxation time was over. A new Director of Intelligence was appointed and that department needed a detailed report. A report only he could make.

"It is the same technology they have always wanted." Nancy Clearwater, Keenan's secretary spoke softly. She wanted to dissuade him from leaving the office and entering hostile space based on flimsy evidence. She had a point.

"You realise the impact that cloaking technology could have don't you?" Keenan's rhetoric was shot down by an icy look.

"It's stupid. You will be killed. Anyway, can I have this desk once you're dead?" Her look softened and she was now teasing him. He loved and hated her for it.

"I'll be back, and don't re-arrange the drawers. Remember, I know how to kill you with a sock." Jeffrey tried to brush off her teasing by rushing out towards the door.

He went out the door, hit himself on the forehead and turned around to go back in. Instead he found his secretary holding his gun to his forehead. She smiled.

"You may need this Jeffrey." She handed him the gun while laughing and went back to his desk to re-arrange the drawers.

"Great. I have been pushing too much paper." Jeffrey reflected on his basic mistake of not being armed.

"Get me some AIT's and make sure they have my ship ready to go once I get down to the hangar. And remember, a sock." Keenan barked across the room to his secretary before heading down to the hangar.

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It's not a conspiracy, it's localised bias. They're not intelligent enough to form a conspiracy.