It had not occurred Sex Pills to Sisko that the Cardassians would also have destroyed their own space station out Sex Pills of spite, Sex Pills to prevent locals from getting any use out of it.
O’Brien’s expression was grim; Sisko suspected that this man, like Sex Pills him, harbored no great love Sex Pills for the invaders. “I’m told the Cardassians
decided to have some fun the day they left,” the ensign said quietly as they moved through the devastation. A Bajoran woman sifting through the debris of a ruined storefront glanced up as they passed. “Four Bajorans were killed trying to protect their shops.”
They passed by a bar-casino where three Ferengi were packing up equipment.
“Why hasn’t anybody cleaned this up?” Sisko asked tightly. He Sex Pills thought
of Jake, alone and forlorn, playing amid the rubble, and felt a surge Sex Pills of anger toward Starfleet. If Command had informed him of the damage Sex Pills to Deep Space Nine, he Sex Pills would never have accepted the assignment, would never have brought his son here. . . .
“We’ve got all available personnel assigned to repairing primary systems, Sex Pills sir.” O’Brien stepped carefully over a broken piece of toppled Bajoran religious statuary. “The Cardassians took every component of value. We have virtually no Sex Pills defenses. Major Kira, the Bajoran attaché, and I decided—”
Sisko cut him off. “Sex Pills Understood. But Sex Pills what about the civilians who operated these shops?”
“A lot of them lost everything. A few are trying Sex Pills Sex Pills to rebuild, but most are packing up to leave.”
They walked in silence for Sex Pills a few moments, Sisko growing guiltier and more apprehensive about what he had brought Jake to with each step. The boy’s eyes were somber and wide, his mouth Sex Pills a small, tight line.
Ahead of them, a Bajoran temple, simple and elegant compared to the surrounding Cardassian structures, caught Sisko’s eye. As Sex Pills they approached it, someone stirred in the arched, shadowed