Asteroid Blues

“Father, I’m sorry to interrupt your morning prayers. I have sourced more information regarding the Warcor.”
“Report”
“First I went back to security footage from when he arrived on this rock. Contrary to his news reports as you can see here he just walked straight through no hold ups not even a baggage check.”
The holo slate in Father Bartos hands lit up the darkened room, in full colour it displayed Richard Dastardly walking swiftly ahead of the queue. With a quick flash of a press pass he walked past the only spaceport security officer to even raise a eyebrow.
Bartos snarled “doesn’t really prove anything, he wouldn’t be the first member of the press to sensualise a story. “
“No Father, but the O12 agent who provided this also found this footage also provided me with these”
The holo slate sprang to life again. Focused in on a small crate on top of a larger storage container with a familiar purple jacket and red and purple hatter figure rummaging inside. After hiding something in his jacket he then climbed down glancing around before skulking out of view.
“Isn’t that the galley passageways? “
“Yes Father, the same zone about 20 minutes before our forces engaged with the Yu Jing. “
“Interesting, the ground troops not even the Lt were not need to know what they were searching for in them crates. Where is he now? “
“Last cam feed I could get hold off is from a hour ago entering this sector within the pits operations hub. Lost him once he entered this building.”
“Dam it we can’t afford to divert to much from Deluge or Cleanse House. Get a limited insertion team there ASAP find him and bring him in. May God protect us all, Dismissed. “