Stardate 52054.5

     Reman sat up in his cell.  He must have been stunned for at least a few 
hours.  He didn't understand why he was in here.  There was no real reason for
him to be locked up.  He couldn't even think of a reason.  He had not done 
anything wrong recently, he hadn't stolen anything, not even swindled anybody.
That in itself made Reman mad because he could have been making some profit.  
Now he was in this stupid cell for some stupid Federation reason.  It was 
probably just because he was a Ferengi, Reman figured.
     He got up from his bed and its dull prison gray sheets and walked over to
the mirror.  He splashed some water on his face from the sink and then walked
to just in front of the force field.  Reman looked over at the security console
and saw Lieutenant Heaton.
     "Hey, Heaton!  What's going on!?  Why am I in here!?", Reman yelled.
     "I have no idea.  All I know is that you have to stay in there until 
further notice."  
     "That makes no sense!  All I did was get captured by those aliens and 
when I finally escaped I get put back in another cell.  Now does that sound 
like justice to you?"  
     Heaton just shrugged, "Search me.  All I know is that I have to keep you 
in there until Beeg says it's okay for you to leave." 
     Reman folded his arms in disgust and then sat down on the floor.  The 
Ferengi council will hear of this, Reman thought.  Ferengi are never treated
with the respect they deserve, when all they want to do is help others by 
selling them merchandise and services, and make some profit in the process.

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Stardate 52054.8

     A few hours passed.  Reman had gotten tired of pacing his cell and took a
short nap.  Reman awoke to the sound of a voice coming over the comm.  Heaton 
was talking with someone and Reman immediately recognized it as Captain Mason's
voice, "Just keep Reman in his cell, Mr. Heaton.  I don't want anything to 
happen like we discussed."  
     Heaton agreed and then switched off the comm.  Just then the door of the 
brig slid open and Lyinn came running in.  The device on her head was gone and
she seemed conscious.  Closely behind her was Beeg.  She looked at Reman and 
growled.  Reman took a step back and watched as Lyinn jumped at the force field
and was knocked back.  Before she could get up Beeg held out his phaser and 
vaporized her into nothing.
     "You are lucky I killed her Ferengi.  She would have liked to see you 
dead."
     Reman was speechless, not knowing what to say considering the 
circumstances.
     "That will teach you to bite my arm you little nuisance," Beeg said as he
started to walk out.  
     "Hey, what about me!", Reman yelled.
     Beeg turned around, "Oh you?  You won't be getting out any time soon.  So
just make yourself comfortable." 
     Reman opened his mouth, ready for a retort, but Beeg didn't give him the 
chance and quickly left.

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Stardate 52056.7

     A few more hours passed.  It could have been a day or two, Reman didn't 
notice.  Suddenly he felt the ship shake violently and heard the red alert 
warning go off.  The ship shook for about an hour and then red alert stopped 
along with the shaking.  Reman didn't really care, he just wanted to get out 
of the brig and get to his hidden latinum.  

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Stardate 52059.9

     Another day passed and finally Beeg came into the brig and turned off the
force field, "You are free to go Reman."  
     Reman jumped up and ran out of the cell, "Well it is about time.  You 
know.."
     Beeg cut him off, "I don't want to hear it, Ferengi.  I'm not in the best
of moods.  If you don't want your ears ripped off, I recommend you shut up."
     Reman stopped talking and just put his nose in the air, "Well then, I'll 
be going."  
     Just as Reman was about to leave Beeg stopped him, "Oh, by the way, I 
wouldn't go to your barber shop for a while, at least until it is repaired."
     Reman shot a glance at Beeg, "What!?  What do you mean!?"
     "A lot has happened since you have been in the brig.  Don't worry, I'm 
sure you'll hear about it from someone."  
     Reman just ignored him and ran to his barber shop.  When he reached it,
the door was opened and the inside was torn apart.  Chairs were strewn around,
the mirrors were broken, other things were smashed up, and burn marks adorned 
the walls.  Reman quickly checked on his latinum and to his surprise it was 
still locked away hidden in the wall.  Reman held it tightly and said, "Well 
thank the Nagus.  I still have some good luck left."