Ja'Tac reluctantly settled into the command chair. He had no more desire to be here than his fellow officers. "Commence comms trace." He ordered gruffly. "Maintain sensor scans of the Federation border." This deep in the neutral zone was troubling to him. "Seven comms detected and stationary." Came the instant report from his right. "These honorless dogs have no sense of orders." He added. He started to issue another order, but was quickly cut off. "Vessel detected leaving the planet. Seems to be a long range shuttle. It appears to be attempting to use the lower atmosphere to mask its presence." "A shuttle." Ja'Tac scowled for a moment, then calmly went on. "Okay. This could be interesting."