Freighter Vana Captain’s log
Day 371
M. Koril

Tovan has re-connected with a few friends, and I have made myself useful assisting with colony building and research. It has felt really…good…to help for a change. Also, it has allowed me to keep my “ear to the dirt” for any more information about the Tal Shiar or my missing contact. So far, my efforts have yielded little more than some data about glowing rocks and floppy water creatures. I will be assisting with the Klingon scouts tomorrow. I don’t expect to get any more out of them than I have from the Romulans, but it should prove to be an…interesting…experience, if nothing else.

Freighter Vana Captain’s log
Day 365
M. Koril

I shuttled down to the meeting point on New Romulus, right on time. My contact was late, but I didn’t think anything of it at first. Very few people are ever punctual. But he never showed. I waited for hours in a warehouse of supplies for the new colony, feeling a bit strange and suspicious down there. Thankfully, my reputation as a cargo hauler has superseded any other reputation and no incident occurred. But the disappointment…

My mind entangles itself with the possibilities of what could have happened to my contact, and why. This secret is holding fast to itself, and swallowing its keepers whole.

Freighter Vana Captain’s Log
Day 364
M. Koril

I never thought I’d be here, again. The Romulan Flotilla. Tovan does not suspect anything, and thinks that we are here to deliver supplies to the new Romulan homeworld. I find it increasingly difficult to lie to him. He has stood by me through so much. It seems really unfair to keep him in the dark like this, but I also know that he has been so much more at peace with himself lately. He has seemed almost happy for the first time since the Jevonite. I don’t want to upset that balance and drag him back into the mess, not until I know that it’s worth it.

A captain does not always have to explain herself, not even to her first officer. Not even to her best friend?

I have contacted the Romulan officer who claims to have detailed information about the Tal Shiar’s attack on the Jevonite. He claims that he will give them to me in exchange for my firsthand account. We have set up a meeting for tomorrow.

My hands are shaking, but I don’t think it’s sunk in yet that I could soon know exactly what happened that night.