They all stared at the small freighter in the distance. "You ca't be serious." Noel turned slightly, staring up at the Prime. "It's merely a small time Privateer freight hauler." "Merely curious at the moment." The Prime smiled innocently. "Why has a small time Privateer have possession of such a long cargo train?" "A little over confident, perhaps." Noel responded. He checked his small navigational panel. "Closest hub would be The Haven. A long drop generally suggests low priority shipments." "Really." She grinned. "Adjust course and match." She ordered. "I want to know everything about that little ship. Do a detailed scan. Lets just see what this little ship is up too." "Just what are you up to?" "Intel." The assassin nodded her head slow. "Are there any Starfleet vessels at Haven, what's the defensive capabilities," She glanced over with a glamor in her eyes. "A ship that recently departed from there would have such knowledge." "Very good." The Prime nodded. "So, obtain that ships data."