9-266: Pristine, Mine Site One, Admin Office

The Ops Manager says, “I’ll call the Human Resources Manager.”

The receptionist pipes up, addressing the Ops Manager, “Mer Anders-Hoop is off Shift, but I think Mer Cagnotti is still working.”

The Ops Manager nods, “come this way.”

She leads Oliver and the team through a connecting corridor to the next prefab, into an empty waiting room with a sign that says Human Resources and down another corridor to a door that says Welfare Officer. 

She raps on the door, and a gruff voice says, “Yeah?”

She enters to reveal a solid, swarthy man with greasy, curly hair and heavy stubble bent over a terminal, a cigarette hanging from his lip.

He glances casually to the doorway and his eyes dart quickly to Alan and Oliver.  He sits upright, locks his terminal and stubs the cigarette out into an already overflowing ash tray.

The Ops Manager says, “The Vizant and the Legionnaire are investigating a death.  I was hoping you could help in Anders-Hoop’s absence.”