Baa Baa Black Sheep

[RAdm S.Coyote 0]

New Topeka Colony

Starfleet Apartment Complex

Stardate 2260.54 (February 23, 2260)

21:30 Hours

 

Rear Admiral Shauna Coyote regarded her desktop viewer with professional courtesy; the split screen images displayed there - one the Director of OSI*, the other the Director of SPECOPS* - regarded her with the same attentive coolness.

 

It was late in the evening, but she’d not hesitated to take the encrypted communication on the personal computer in her apartment. She knew the device was secure, as she’d checked it herself.

 

There was no unnecessary dithering, no banter, no nothing. “The timeframe for the roundup is still on schedule?” Coyote inquired of her fellow directors.

 

The OSI chief, an older Vulcan, responded. “Indeed it is, Ms. Wile E.”

 

“And my Black Sheep?”

 

The SPECOPS director chimed in. “Your Sheep will be sent to pasture as scheduled. They will then be assigned to a second, temporary pasture.”

 

“And then, they will be pulled from that section of pasture and the Shepherd is to proceed with the final transfer dispersal of the stock?” The Native Old-Americas woman cocked her head to one side.

 

The Vulcan answered. “Yes, that is correct.”

 

“And your preparations?”

 

The chiefs gave a nod in unison, but it was the SPECOPS officer who answered for both. “Our brokers are now seeking confirmation for the sale from our field representatives. We should receive any final information within the next few weeks...”

 

“Very well. I’ll inform my Shepherd….”

 

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*OSI– Starfleet Office of Special Investigations

*SPECOPS – Starfleet Special Operations