"Yes, I did."
"And what did they say?"
"They… said they couldn't imagine. Had no idea."
Carr nodded as well. "And then the Michaelson rendered aid to the Maury."
"Yes. I brought my ship in a little closer and started sending over damage control teams."
"Did those teams include any engineering personnel?"
"Yes. My main propulsion assistant and her leading chief petty officer."
"Did they see anything on the Maury which would've explained what happened?"
Hayes snorted. "They had other priorities, Commander. Saving that ship and her crew."
"I understand, Captain." Commander Carr lowered her head briefly as if in apology. "But they didn't report seeing anything which would explain the damage?"
"They said what the investigation later confirmed. It looked like just about everything in the engineering compartments blew at just about the same time."
"If I may summarize, Captain Hayes, your ship, there beside the Maury, saw no external cause for what happened to the Maury. Your personnel, first on the scene of the disaster, likewise saw nothing to indicate it was caused by anything but internal explosions."
"That's a fair summary. Yes."
"Thank you, Captain. No further questions."
Lieutenant Bashir glanced back at Paul as he stood, then advanced deferentially on Captain Hayes. "Captain, are there things out in space which you can't detect?"
Hayes snorted again. "The details are classified, Lieutenant, but of course that's true. I'd love to have a crystal ball. Any captain would."
"Things that pose threats to spacecraft?"
"Conceivably."
"What about internally? You testified your ship detected nothing unusual from the Maury immediately before the destruction of her engineering compartments. But isn't the Maury, like your own ship, designed to minimize the chances of radiation going out as well as going in?"
"Sure." Captain Hayes pointed toward the schematic of the Maury still on display. "Just that inner hull alone. It's filled with water cells. They help block radiation from reaching the crew. But they also block any emissions going out."
"Which would make it impossible for your own ship to have detected internal problems on the Maury?"
Carr was watching Bashir narrowly, but said nothing.
Hayes pondered the question, then gave another nod. "Essentially, yes. I mean, nothing's impossible. But it'd be very, very hard. Once something's strong enough to come through the hulls, well…" He grimaced and indicated the schematic again. "At that point you're in trouble."
"Thank you, Captain."
Commander Carr stood again as Bashir returned to the defense table. "Captain Hayes, to the best of your knowledge, is your ship incapable of detecting any threats to it?"
"No. If it's that dangerous, as far as I know we'll see it coming."
"So the fact that your systems aren't 'perfect' doesn't mean they can't detect anything important enough to worry about?"
"Uh, you could say that. Yes."
"Were you in communication with the Maury immediately prior to her suffering damage?"
"Yes."
"Did anyone or anything on the Maury indicate to you internal problems which you wouldn't have picked up with your own sensors?"
Once again, Captain Hayes shook his head slowly. "No. Nothing like that."
Commander Carr sat again, and Judge McMasters pointed to Captain Carney.
Carney gave Captain Hayes an approving smile. "Captain, I hope it's not out of line for me to express my admiration for how well your ship rendered assistance to the Maury in her time of need."
Paul barely restrained showing annoyance. I can't believe he's sucking up to Captain Hayes during the court-martial. Isn't there anything illegal or improper about that? He looked at Lieutenant Bashir, who took no action and revealed nothing by his expression. I guess not.
Jen's faced remained rigidly unemotional, providing no clues to whatever she felt inside. Paul couldn't see her eyes, which would've told him something even if Jen had been trying to hide her feelings.
Captain Hayes nodded his head to acknowledge Carney's praise. "Thank you, Captain. I'm proud of my crew."
"Didn't the defendant ride the Michaelson back to Franklin?"
Hayes nodded again. "Yes, she did."
"Any impressions of her from that ride?"
Bashir had tensed, as if ready to object, but he glanced toward Paul first. Paul tried to indicate it'd be a good idea to let Hayes speak, and apparently got that across, because Bashir relaxed again.
"Not many," Captain Hayes was saying. "We were all very busy. She was in shock, like the rest of Maury 's surviving crew, but she also asked me for any work I had to do." Hayes looked toward Jen for the first time. "I guess you could say that even in the aftermath of the disaster on the Maury she impressed me a bit."
"Did she do any work in engineering on your ship?" Carney pressed.
"Yes. Just paperwork, though she asked to do anything we needed help at."
"How'd she know the Michaelson well enough to make that offer?"
"She'd served on the Michaelson. Before I became CO."
"You didn't think it was odd that she volunteered to work so soon after such a tragedy?"
Hayes frowned, then shook his head. "No."
Carney made an expression Paul couldn't interpret, but before he could say anything else, Lieutenant Kalin spoke. "Sir, did any other members of the Maury 's crew volunteer to help out on the Michaelson?"
Carney shot her an annoyed glance, but Hayes was already nodding. "Quite a few. They wanted to repay our help. They wanted to earn their keep."
"Thank you, Captain." Kalin acted as if unaware of Carney's disapproval.
Lieutenant Commander Cloud, perhaps taking advantage of Captain Carney being distracted, gestured for attention. "Captain Hayes, could you tell us, sir, as commanding officer of one of the Maury 's sister ships, what your assessment is of the odds that what happened to the Maury could've been the result of an accident?"
Hayes stayed silent for a few seconds, then, his mouth a thin line, shook his head. "From my own knowledge, from what my own engineers have told me, it doesn't appear possible for it to have been an accident."
"Then you agree that some form of deliberate sabotage is the only possible explanation?"
Once again, Captain Hayes took a few moments before answering. "No. I feel fairly confident I know one thing that didn't cause it. I am far less confident that means one particular thing did cause it."
"Thank you, Captain."
Captain Carney cleared his throat. "Captain Hayes, do you know of anything else that could've caused what happened to the Maury? Any other specific cause that could explain the disaster?"
Hayes favored Carney with a flat expression Paul recognized. He's not impressed by Carney. He knows Carney's trying to drive the discussion in just one direction.
But Captain Hayes' answer was only one word. "No."
"Uh, thank you, Captain."
Captain Hayes left, but deliberately offered a brief wave to Paul as he walked out of the court-room.
Judge McMasters held up a hand to forestall Commander Carr. "Lunchtime, Trial Counsel. This court-martial is closed and will reconvene at 1300 in this same courtroom."
McMasters stood even as the bailiff bawled out, "all stand." After the judge left, the members of the court filed out through their door. As soon as that door closed, the ranks of spectators congealed into a crowd heading for the courtroom's main exit.
Paul waited, hoping Jen would turn and speak to him after she and Bashir finished an intense, quiet conversation. Finally, just as the masters-at-arms arrived, Jen looked his way and offered Paul a smile which wasn't either confident or genuine. But he smiled back as if reassured, wondering if his own mood was as transparent.
Lieutenant Bashir remained behind as the masters-at-arms escorted Jen to a holding cell near the court-room where she'd get a fully nutritious and horribly bland meal. Paul took a couple of steps toward the lawyer. "Well?"