The observation room of the Star Cruiser Evernsince was crowded with spectators and Zon was uncomfortable with so many pressing against him. But the spectacle about to be witnessed could not be missed. Out in the void was the blue horizon of the wormhole, spinning with clockwork precision. At once the planet appeared, in the blink of an eye it shot from the opening and the wormhole collapsed behind it.
Zon, standing head and shoulders over most of the crowd, did not feel the elation most of the crowd was experiencing. The closing of the wormhole was ending most of his business. It was going to be time to start over.....again.
He had thought he was going to settle down to a quiet existence at RICK's, working for the human Marcus Dinn. But then the old fool had gone and gotton himself killed, ambushed in a hotel. Yes, Marcus had given the bar over to him a year before his death. But with Marcus gone, he found he just could not hold his interest in it. Then with so many changes on the planet he decided to just walk away from it all. This last year was profitable for him, if not exactly legal, smuggling desired items that were frowned upon thru the wormhole.
Turning he walked back to a table against the wall, leaving the giant window to the rest of the crowd. He was sitting, just stirring his drink with a tiny straw when he noticed the loud costume of the Fernigi standing next to him.
He looked up, "Zek, What the hell are you doing here?"
Taking a seat with out asking Zek looked up at the giant of a man. "Looking for you. You can be a hard man to find."
"Well, not today. Today we are all refugees I suppose." he took a pull from the glass. "No point trying to sell me anything Zek. I have to way to move it now." he sighed pointing that the window.
Zek shook his head. "No, No. I'm looking to provide information."
"Well my friend. Any thing youI could tell me would be very dated now....wouldn't it."
"What would you say if I told you I had a Vulcan, a very sick Vulcan holed up at my Casino for a couple of days."
Zon smirked. "A Vulcan, at your Casino. He' have to be very sick I suppose."
"A Vulcan that knows your name." Zek almost whispered.
"My name?"
"Yes.......In fact his only words were. "Cassandra, Tell Zon..."
Zon put his glass down slowly and his face became very serious.
"Cassandra. He mentioned me and Cassandra?" Zon asked. He had not spoken to Cassandra since Marcus body had been discovered in the hotel. Word was the moment she found out about Marcus being killed, she closed up OZ and disappeared.
"Who is Cassandra? And how does he know you?" Zek asked, conspiracy in his voice.
'Ok Zek, now you have my attention. Just what is this Vulcans name?"
Leaning back in his chair. "I have no idea. He was dropped on my doorstep by Vedek Kira. Then the next night she comes back and hauls him away with hardly a thank you."
"A Vulcan, A Vedek, and a tie to me." Zon rubbed his chin. "I don't think I like this..not one bit."
"No...I though you might not." Zek said smugly.
Zone stood and tossed the rest of his drink down his throat. "Thanks Zek...Now" he took the tiny Feringi by his narrow shoulders, guiding him to the door. "You keep this between us. You understand."
"Sure, Sure. And you keep me in mind when I need some...favor."
Zon spun the little man around, 'And if you don't , you remember.. I'm not a Bajoran Vedek. I ain't got no scruples.."
Zek understood at once. There was no need to reply.
A post by Marcus Dinn.
