[Naked Crook]

Jennifer: Sir...I apologize for the delay. There was quite a bit to talk about. Nighthawk had no shortage of intel on The Trust. Needless to say...these are very bad people we are dealing with. Jennifer paused. Jennifer: IN short...Nighthawk briefed me on pretty much everything he knew about The Trust. I am still taking quite a bit of it in...but...it is pretty jarring. We need to find these people and we have to take them out...all of them...even the ones that were pretending to be our friends. Nighthawk stepped forward. Nighthawk: That includes that treacherous prick, Jacob. Nighthawk paused. Nighthawk: As well as anyone else dumb enough to help The Trust. Jennifer shrugged Jennifer: The problem is...we have a cold trail at the moment. We have no idea where The Trust may surface at any given time. Unless anything noteworthy has happened in the past little while...we have little to go on at the moment. Anaconda: The only other thing to be worried about would be The Covenant. Nighthawk: The Covenant is still advancing and we have all but broken down against them. Jennifer: Admiral...between The Trust and The Covenant...we are dying here. We are fighting a battle on two fronts...and we are losing both of them. Anaconda paced around the bridge. He circled around the holotable, and looked down. Anaconda: Look...Human transports... Jennifer and Nighthawk looked away from the main display, as they looked down at the holotable. They could see the evac transports moving away from the planet. Nighthawk: Evac transports? Jennifer looked at the holotable. She moved her hand closer to the holographic transport ships, and spread her five fingers outwards to enlarge the image. Jennifer: Those evac transports have the markings of the New Havana port authority. Were we evacuating New Havana? Nighthawk: Who cares. The better question is...did those ships just...take off...from the planet? Unopposed? Anaconda: Is The Covenant even attacking New Havana? If they are...there is no way those transports should have been able to survive. They would have been shot down. Nighthawk scoffed. He turned to the main display. Nighthawk: What the hell is going on down there!?