<strong><span class="bbc_u">Box Text</span></strong><br/><br/>As crew members gathered in the mess hall of the ship, along with the current passenger and client Mary.  Catherine,  Deacon and Jefferson, would notice Mary is highly agitated.   Almost as if she is hiding something.   As she becomes sort of withdrawn from the banter that is currently going on within the room.<br/><br/>Jane;<em>"Doc how the hell am I to know.  The sonuvabitch must of made that shot from a 1000 feet.  But if yaw want my guess.  I say an operative of the Alliance."</em><br/><br/>Jane would spat out in response to you, Doc.  As like you she is doesn't catch the shift in atmosphere with the client.<br/><br/>An atmosphere that is almost foreboding.