In her lab Zara proceeds to work out a way to contact or track down Dolph with the intel and comm link that Python brought her. Hours later she finally establishes a white noise free communication, then finally there is a voice from the other side. "Secure line, please say your ID." Zara pauses, almost afraid of what to say. "This is Zara, Del Fino's colleague. I need to talk to Dolph." Silence. "You must have a..." "Mr. Del Fino is dead. I am now acting on his behalf..." She is cut off by a voice that is as close to death as it is overjoyed with happiness. Old and masculine, but eerily like nails on a chalkboard. "Just the young lady I wanted to speak to! Lets meet, there is soo much to discuss." "What of the bounties on our heads?" "Tosh, those are nothing. I just needed your... errr, attention! That is all! Now that I seem to have it I will certainly call the bounties off, it's not a problem. Tomorrow, say at the following coordinates I'll just beam you all aboard our little ship." "No we should be meeting on a planet... preferably." "What's that? You agree? Excellent!" "No! What!?" "See you tomorrow! Around noon, don't forget." The link goes silent and Zara sits in frustration. She rolls her eyes and tries the comm link again. No luck. Maybe this should have been left to Phantom. She shrugs, too tired to contemplate it now.