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grin.  "You want to have a seat, it's all yours."
                  "I know better than that.  You ordered a prepackaged sandwich and water.  Your food will be here in less than a minute."
                  "You just know everything, don't you?"
                  "That's why I'm so good at my work."  Garrett got serious.  "So, my friend and I are parked in one of the docks.  Naturally, he's still aboard.  When did you arrive?"
                  "Last night, commercial flight.  You know how horrible it is to sit in back and let somebody else do the flying?  I almost couldn't take it."
                  The waiter arrived with Loren's sandwich.  Garrett declined food but ordered a low-grade alcoholic drink.
                  "Ok, I need to fill you in before I take a bite of this sandwich, just in case it all goes wrong again and I need a stomach transplant.  We're ready to take your guest off your hands.  Everything's set."
                  Garrett surprised himself as he realized he felt a bit protective of Velk.   Loren was no doubt going to go put themselves in harm's way.  It was what the demented Confed officer seemed to be good at, and to his credit he always seemed to get the job done.
                  "Taking him to see some old friends?"
                  "Now, we're pals and all, but you know I really shouldn't tell you what I'm planning on doing."
                  Garrett smiled.  "Information is my life.  You know I have to ask."
                  Loren looked Garrett in the eye.  "I can tell you this: if it works, everything will change.  I plan to try and end this war.  And some people here won't like that one bit."
                  "Are you referring to a certain overbearing senator whose initials are Zek Dennix?"
                  "Maybe.  I'm just saying you might want to keep an eye on him if things start shaking up around here.  I would take a personal interest in where he'd want to go if he tries to get out of town."
                  "Noted.  Maybe I can bill Confed one last time before you sort everything out, eh?" 
                  The fixer continued.  "You know, if you were still flying combat missions, I think I'd lobby to have your call sign be 'Mayhem'.  It suits you."  Loren only grinned.
                  Garrett looked at Loren with a critical eye, a bit of concern creeping into his voice.  "How's that sandwich?"

Three
     
     
     
                  Loren had returned to Garrett's ship with him, and after an official reintroduction with the Priman Representative Velk, the three of them strapped into bridge seats while Garrett left the station and headed out into deep space. 
                  Avenger was actually located about thirty minutes out from the station at high speed, a precaution Garrett thought excessive.
                  "I'm afraid I have to admit we're hiding from the Primans and the rest of Confed," Loren said with a resigned sigh.  "Like we said at our last meeting; both our leaderships need an upgrade."
                  As soon as they reverted from hyperspace, they were hailed by Avenger.
                  "XO here," Loren replied to the challenge from his ship.  He looked at Garrett as he kept the control button down on the console.  "Total of three aboard, all according to plan.  Where are you hiding?"
                  In response, Loren, Garrett and Velk saw Avenger shimmer into view directly ahead of them.  In seconds, the ship was in full view, exterior lights burning proud and bright as if the ship itself was showboating just a little.
                  "That technology still disconcerts me," Velk admitted in a low voice.
                  Loren turned to Garrett and smiled.  "And no, Garrett,