Staff Sergeant Holliday escorted him to the door after the quick shuttle flight back from the Skull Pit and made a point to reiterate the order Captain Burleigh had given. Letsego was to wait in his apartment until he was contacted personally by the Peacekeeper officer. The QRF team leader then left, but posted a sentry outside of the apartment door to make sure that Letsego didn’t go anywhere. His head was spinning he was so mad. First, he had been personally bested and professionally embarrassed by a pair of no-name smugglers. Then he had been stripped of his responsibilities by his commander and placed essentially under house arrest. Letsego paced angrily around his spartan apartment as he ran through the events of the past twenty four hours in his head. Where had he gone wrong? What could he have done differently? After an hour of this worthless pacing and contemplation he concluded that it didn’t really matter and he slumped down on the sofa. He pulled out his mobile and voiced a number.
