“Enter.”

Jim ignored the appraising look of Admiral Barnett’s yeoman as he strode through the door. He had been kept waiting for nearly half an hour today, after being summoned asked to present himself in Barnett’s office promptly at 3 o’clock ( Read more... )

It was time to leave.

Jim shoved the last couple of things into his backpack, looking around the room to make sure he hadn’t forgotten anything. The small room had been his base for the past couple of weeks, ever since he had finally escaped the relentless round of debriefings and tell us again, Cadet Kirk, why did you... the admiralty had ( Read more... )