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The tall commander of the ship sat at a corner table, away from most of the crowd, with the middle-aged chief medical officer. It was obvious to Dr. Tesh that Haddock had something on his mind. With their drinks of Scotch brought to them, they had a quiet discussion.
"So, Commander, what's this all about?" asked Edward as he took a sip of his drink. Tesh was no fool. He could see the look of worry in Haddock's face. But then, the unknown whereabouts of John Holliday had those who knew of it on edge. Fortunately, it was kept under wraps ship wide.
"I got a message from John," explained Haddock, "he wants us to move out of Omega 49 due to the SCRA civil war."
Tesh nodded, "Where too if I may ask?"
"I'm not sure yet," replied Haddock, "he just said "somewhere safe."
Haddock then looked around, watching to see if anyone was watching. No one was.
"Edward, advise your staff we're going on a classified mission and that shore leaves are cancelled. That is all I'm allowed to tell you. I will brief you once I get us to a safe place," he instructed as he stood up, chugged his drink and left.
Edward just watched as he walked away in obvious distress. Having the table to himself, he just sat for a few minutes, sipping his drink in thought, unsure of what was to come.
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