"Julian Creed?" Alex read aloud. "Who the hell is Julian Creed?" Alex sighed and ran the better picture through the facial recognition software again. It came back with a match this time.
"Hello? What's this?" He clicked on it and was linked to a security recording from Freeport 11. Julian Creed, who Alex guessed was a mercenary, was meeting with another man who disembarked from an unmarked Order ship. Alex ran facial recognition on the second man. The results came back instantly.
"You know someone named Daniel Marshal?" Alex asked swivelling his chair back to the AI.