[D3, EA] The Hunt Begins (Crew Quarters)

[Aloysius Jones]

"Somewhere private." he replied.

[Comstar]

Where are you now?

[Aloysius Jones]

"The sensor tech's bunk."

[Comstar]

Stay there.

[Aloysius Jones]

He sent a confirmation and waited.

[Anastasia Winters]

After a few minutes, the door opened, and a Winters sister entered.

Not Lucretzia.

Anastasia winters strolled in, slamming the door behind her, casting a callous eye across the room. Dressed in a white button down shirt, with a short black pencil skirt, black leather boots and gloves, she cut a figure that was both businesslike and erotic, all at once. To a man of Aloysius's background, it felt extremely calculated.

"This is tidy. You screw with the evidence?"

[Aloysius Jones]

"No. Someone cleaned it before I got here." He explained and took the orgami out of his pocket to show her. "They left a message."

[Anastasia Winters]

She glanced at it.

"Do you know what that means?"

[Aloysius Jones]

"I do not, but I'd like to find out." he answered. "I think the saboteur has been disposed of, but there's clearly more to this than what he did. If you don't know what this means, someone else on this ship does."

[Anastasia Winters]

"I'm certain that someone does - someone left it here."

She rolled her eyes, and then sat on the bad, crossing her legs and examining her nails, casually, "So, slick, what are your ideas so far?"