Lefevre thumbed through his personal data pad. Some of the names looked familiar - men he served with at some time and in come capacity, but none of them he knew as anything more than a name and rank. He didn't recognize any of the witnesses or conspirators. The civilians were the same story.
"Nothing. I've got nothing on any of these people. You probably know more about them than I do, sir."
He picked up his mug again and drained the last dribble of coffee from it, then signaled the attendant to bring another.
