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Picard looked up. Beverly Crusher stood there, cloaked in a heavy traveling coat, her eyes reflecting a weary urgency he hadn't seen in decades. She didn’t sit. She simply slid a small, encrypted data rod across the wood.

“The signal is coming from the Ryton system,” she whispered, her French accented with the crispness of a woman who had spent too long in the vacuum of deep space. “They’re hunting me, Jean-Luc. And they’ll hunt you too if they know we’ve spoken.” Star Trek: Picard S03E01 FRENCH HDTV

Riker grinned, that old spark of mischief returning to his eyes. “I thought you’d never ask, Admiral. But you should know—the Titan isn't what she used to be. And neither are we.” Picard looked up

The air in the Paris bistro was thick with the scent of aged Bordeaux and the hum of a dozen private conversations. At a corner table, bathed in the amber glow of a streetlamp, sat Jean-Luc Picard. He wasn't looking at the menu; he was staring at a vintage compass on the tablecloth, its needle spinning aimlessly. “It’s broken,” a voice said. She simply slid a small, encrypted data rod across the wood

Before he could protest, she was gone, disappearing into the mist of the Rue de Rivoli.