Act One, Scene Three

[Vertroue]

Erica shudders to herself. Remember Erica, this is why you got into the field was to help people. There is no helping him! I have to ask these questions to finish that segment in time. And to shed light on what is happening now. This is Shock and Awe tactics at their best... I.... dear gods do they work history proves this over and over again. The pain. His pain...His pain so wrong, but for him it is right. he didn't want her to die no matter what. He is truly sorry that she is dead. His world is gone from him with her death. She was his focus after his family left....I almost feel for him in this moment. As horrible as all his actions are, I understand them. As much as I would rather not.

Euphorics, or poison. All in how much the dose is. This is not a fun drug. His life will never be the same with this much in him. I need him to be able to focus. I need to get the information on the weapon. So far he has been almost 100% truthful. There has been very little in the way of lies thus far.

Leaning towards V'rol and talking softly so not to disturb Gul from his pain, "The weapon...something tells me it points to what was in those files taken. Guls' report indicates either a passive program that is in the system at the time or that there are informants. The latter being more likely this is war time after all. How did they know about all those last minute changes to the plans."

"Gul. "Erica brings his attention back from the pain in his head. "Gul, talk to me about Petty Officer Traver, the one that you brought before the Major. Why did she become such a key focus in trying to get out those last secrets from her."