To Agent Vickers of the Psionic HQ,
As per your orders we restrained the man we believed to be Dr Prave and forbade any of our men, or yours, to talk to him. But it was one of your men who allowed him to escape. I leave his punishment up to you.
In the strangest of escapes known to me he left behind several bottles of alcohol and a kerchief, if I recall correctly. Not knowing what its purpose was, we disposed of it. Granted, you told us not to underestimate any of those men, but none of the men, psionics or army, that assaulted that stagecoach got close to killing one of the outlaws. And Dr Prave, who was our prisoner, escaped.
I insist you tell me what it is that they stole and why it is worth reigniting the war. If this small skirmish is a vision of what is to come I am not sure people of the Union are ready yet.
First Lieutenant Bertrand Wilkes