On the meatship, the security crew investigtes crimes. These are their stories. DUNDUN [Closed]

[bostonbeatcop.livejournal.com]

Robert had taken it upon himself to gather and check over the physical evidence at the jailbreak. It infuriated him, really, that someone would be so callous and selfish as to flaunt the (albeit crude) justice system they had in place aboard Stacy. There were rules, and rules had to be followed. Even if you didn't like what happened. He knew there were a few cases where the creep had gotten off, and he hadn't liked it any better then anybody else, but you didn't go out and try to kill the guy because the system failed. It was just wrong. And why you would do so was a mystery to the former police officer.

He paused outside Leon's office to check on the information he had with him, flipping through the files on his omnicomm (locked of course) to insure that he had everything. Leon was a good guy to run the ship's security, Robert thought. Good head on his shoulders and seemed to know what he was doing in regards to police work and keeping the peace. He raised a hand and knocked quietly on the door before stepping inside.

"Leon, hi. Just got done organizing all the the evidence we found down in the cells. Thought you might wanna take a look at it."

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[bostonbeatcop.livejournal.com]

"Will do. We'll see what we can dig up on this. I'll send you a copy of my report over the omnicomm. Locked of course." He nodded. No need for everyone to see what they'd found, right?

[governmentninja]

"Of course. No need to tip our hand." They still didn't know who else was in on this, but if they find this woman, they can find Sam.