.. the complaint came back down. The Chicago office said the complaint had not been substantiated and they couldn't act on it."Consuela's face flushed...with anger at the memory. Her dark eyes flashed lightning."After that, I got a couple of bad performance reports. Three times, the accounts I was handling had minor... and very temporary... balancing problems and they wrote me up," she said bitterly. "A little research and they all came into balance but that didn't seem to matter. They didn't do. " Connor told his men to head back to the ship, set a good watch then it was shore leave until he sent for them, with a grin Connor thanked them for lending a hand, "it was a dandy fight Captain, just give a holler if you need to go lookin again" Connor laughed as the two men sauntered down the cobbled street. Connor opened the door and strode in, Dougal right behind him "don't mind us Uncle Joe, just need to tend to a friend" Joe who had gotten very used to everything and anything odd coming. In every area I had a few crewmen who worked hard and appeared to be gaining proficiency quickly, but at the same time I had crewmen who struggled. The fact that we were still working with only twenty-seven total crewmen and no tracking officer meant that I had to spend additional time watching over one of the weapons simulation rooms while trying to keep up with my own bridge simulation training.The slow progress was somewhat offset by how quickly I began to find ways to mesh with my officers.. He opened the door that led to the rest of the store. Marla winced as she heard the hunting moan from at least two of them. He waved to them, then shut the door and hurried to the table. Moments later he was at the first skylight they'd opened, rifle ready.He steadied it on the sill, taking his time. The rifle barked once, twice, three times, in less than two seconds. Zombies in the street and parking lot moaned and shuffled towards the building. She could hear them all around. Ekcert grabbed.