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James M. Warden leaned forward again in his chair, placed his hands on the table. "A Naval establishment attacked, a crack team of mercenaries wanted for 'questioning,' the surprise 'readiness' test of the Royal Navy. Coincidence, viewers?" Warden closed with his standard line. "I think not." "You see there!" Olefsky waved at the vid. "By my bowels and spleen, you are the most notorious criminals in the galaxy!" His gaze narrowed. "I could summon my soldiers. You should be cooling your heels in my dungeons."
Xris started to say something to the effect that it would take an entire regiment of the Bear's soldiers to capture him, if he decided to fight. But he wouldn't fight and Olefsky knew it, so why bother? Xris kept his mouth shut.
"You still won't tell me what is going on," Bear said, his tone grim.
Xris stared moodily out the window. "It's all a mistake. A misunderstanding."
The Bear frowned, tugged at his beard.
"I can explain everything to the Lord Admiral," Xris added. "Ten minutes with Dixter and we'll be in the clear."
The Bear was shaking his head.
Rowan appeared in the doorway. "Xris," she said excitedly, "I think I've found something."
Xris was about to follow her when he discovered he wasn't going anywhere. Bear's massive hand had clamped down on the cyborg's good shoulder.
"I'm going to call Dixter right now," Xris promised
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