To: Jane Hartman

[Rodent]

Bolevara here.

Been a while, Lieutenant...Commander...oh, whatever. Fill that in yourself. Before you freak out and turn into a puddle on seeing my suave self after so long, this is for business.

While we were doing your jobs for you, I ran into an unusually large cardamine haul on Planet Los Angeles. Go check Warehouse B-61 at Stanford Docks before the Police swarm over it. I'm thinking this might be part of a much larger operation than what we're used to. Could be Contari, could be independent. I don't know. We'll try investigating on our own, but you'll likely have more free reign in the matter.

Oh and, we might have left a bit of a mess there. Just a few bodies though...You can handle it. Take care, sweetie.

Bolevara out.