"Mr. Nash, I need you to thoroughly scan the planet. I have reason to believe the Ramesar MIGHT have something to hide on this planet. Call it a hunch, call it a suspicion... either way, I think this planet might need to be totally scanned to see if there is something amiss."
Michael turned to the liason officer with him. "As thorougly as you can, please," he said. "Look especially for anything that just doesn't quite make sense."
