Fargo muttered, "Another pair of hands won't have mattered."

"Pardon me, captain, but I would like to be personally involved in the interrogation," Xenna said, folding her arms.

"As would I."

He looked at them both.
"You know I can't do that.."He said slowly, looking down.

"The woman tried to kill herself! We want to know what the **** is going on too!" Fargo stared at his captain.

"I'll tell you what happens.." he said, a maniacal glint in his eye, "But trust me, it won't be pretty."

Xenna glared at the Braxton. "Captain, you can do that. You know what'll happen if the crew finds out you denied my request."

"A lot of things will happen either way. I propose a third option. We all want to hear what she has to say, lets do this under the right conditions. Keep her locked up til we're planet-side, interigate her. and then let her lose. What else can we do, its not like we can go to the goverment. Pirates, remember?"

He looked exasperated at them both.
"Fargo, if my suspisions are correct she's WORKING for the government. If we let her go she'll give us away! remeber, she's been working on the ship for a while. She'll know how to track us."
He turned to Xenna. "If you must," he said, "But I don't recommend it."

"Hey, if she's off the ship, then she can't report!" Fargo reasoned, but stopped short.

Braxton rounded on Fargo.
"Do you really think she wouldn't be able to charter a ship back? If she's good enough to infiltrate us..."

"We know her; we know her face. Besides, you don't even know if she is from the goverment! I wash my hands of this, call me when you start." Fargo turned and left for the engineering bay.

\*I meant charter a ship back to Earth to report on us. \*