Zach was heading for conference room 7, data pad in hand, and not really paying attention.
Most of the officers and adminstrators were holding mini-meetings in whatever rooms were available because of the latest security reorganizations.
The few who weren't in or on their way to meetings were either off-world or in hiding.
(The enlisted men and the hired help often repeated the old myth that Q-Ball would hide you in the darker corners of his lab for either 300 credits or a bottle of Chateau D'Orleans 2067.
Zach knew this wasn't true...Q-Ball had raised his prices substantially in the past few years, and it cost a minimum of a thousand credits or its equivilant value in trade.
A price that might well be wasted money if Walsh really wanted to find you,
as the Commander had the uncanny ability to know exactly where in the base you might be "busy" and the authority to send a secretary with extra paperwork orders to that exact spot at a moment's
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