Starfleet Headquarters, San Francisco, North Am, Earth
Stardate 3113.7, Old System
“I think you’re wasting your time here, Antonio,” said Commodore Burton Kwan. “This story Kirk and his crew are spinning is just too ludicrous.”
Commodore Antonio Delgado stroked his short, grizzled beard as he considered his colleague’s words. “Did you verify it in the ship’s computer logs?” he asked the younger man.
“Well, yes, but . . . the computer . . .”
“It kept calling us...