I am looking for a reasonable person to discuss a few things with. The name "Holliday" was thrown around quite often, so I have hopes of talking with him first-hand.

I am confident this one meeting will prove quite beneficial for all of us.

Omicron Theta, at the Freeport. It's a decent enough place for a conversation. Probably today in twelve hours.

One more thing. Do come alone. You'll understand why when we meet.

You're running out of time, Mister Holliday. I don't want to assume the worst.

Do you?

Work? In the Omegas? You're still letting her work despite the accusations? Do you even know what that implies? -- How many she can "enlighten" behind your back?

You may be one of the brightest doctors in Sirius, if not not the brightest, but the way you manage your employees in such situations is nothing else but disappointing. It's no wonder I found a potentially compromised one. Who knows what will I find if I dig a little deeper?

This problem needs fixing, and fast. If you won't, I will.

Everything you've told me boils down to one simple thing. You slipped and she ran away. Incriminating herself as a Thrall more than ever. You should have been more careful, Mister Holliday. Why? Because I'm not the type of person that gives up on a mere disappearance act. But, at least there is one thing to be salvaged out of this mess you've created.

Deliver the cat to Freeport 8 in Sigma-15. I will have someone pick up the animal for inspection. Fail even this simple, menial task and you will find yourself knee deep in allegations against the Med Force Enterprises. I'm done with being a nice person.

Don't try anything smart. I've run out of patience the moment you said she simply "vanished".