It had been a nice day off, first one in nearly 2 years. Richard went fishing and caught a few nibbles was all. However it was a nice relaxing time fishing from 4 in the morning till 10 in the morning.
Later in the afternoon Wallace took a few hours to decorate his quarters and make it look more homey. The living room walls were decorated with some of his antique weapons collections he had secured over the years. Most of them were earth weapons from the past. A few flintlock pistols, his newly acquired cap and ball revolvers, followed a Civil War Officers Sword and a 17th Century Basket hilt broad sword used by the Scottish.
On the facing wall was a few war trophies he had acquired in his 22 years in Star Fleet. One was a Cardassain 3rd order Flag and a Jem'Hadar knife and phaser pistol. Below that was an old Federation Type 2 phaser that was place some time in 2289 on the Enterprise-A.
Wallace's quarters were situated like a condo home. Entering it was a living room with a couch and chair in the middle a coffee table. Straight behind that was a dining area that was able to cook food and equipped with a food replicator.
To the right of the living room was bedroom with a Queen size bed and adjoining head. There was also a second smaller room that was an office. Richard spent about an hour placing his few cherished books up on the book shelf. He then hung a few 3-D pictures up on the wall behind his desk.
It was around 5 in the evening when Richard was walking towards the Harp pub he had found 7 days earlier when he almost had reached the place he heard." Commander Wallace."
Richard thought maybe it had nothing to do with work but was a little upset when he turned and saw Lieutenant Erin McGrady the Star Fleet Detachment's JAG officer walking towards him.
Damn, now what? Can't a guy get a moments peace.
"Yes Lieutenant?"
"Commodore Hunter wants to speak with you and me ASAP. I've been trying to reach you all afternoon on the Comm channel. What happened?"
"I turned my Quarters' comm channel off. It so happens to be my day off." Richard replied pointing out that he was in civilian clothes.
"Sorry sir, but Commodore Hunter seems to have something urgent."
Damn never get a freakin day off. This as bad when I was a task force commander. "Alright. Let's go then."
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