"Heer," Edan spoke Xepard's second name, and was pleased to note the specter gave a sudden, stiff movement of surprise, "I did not tell you because it was irrelevant to you. The proper agencies were informed."
"Who did you tell? Saren? Did you sweep it under the rug for him? Bury the deaths of OUR people, for the sake of currying favor with a TURIAN!"
"Right species, wrong person," Murmured Edan, "Xepard, don't you wonder how you made specter?"
"Don't try to change-"
"They're intimately connected," Edan hissed stepping forward, and pointing, "Tumaat Prime was your crowning mistake in a career full of idiocies. Our ONE bargaining chip, you destroy, and kill a specter in the process," Edan stepped back, his teeth bared in anger, "You have the gall, after ruining the Hegemony's chance of ascendancy to lecture me?"
"I was ready to give you up, Xepard. Even despite everything you went through to prove yourself innocent, you didn't understand an atom of politics. Who cared if you were innocent? We were going to drown in sanctions if we didn't hand you over, and sink into being a vassal race like the volus if we did," Edan smirked, "But you are a lucky bastard, Xepard, and your luck held out. I don't know if that Will you worship acted or not, but that quarian your pet turian stumbled across was the best thing that could have happened to us."
Xepard stared blankly at the hologram, slowly, slowly, starting to realize.
"You blackmailed the turian councilor?"
"Yes," Edan shrugged, turning away, "You're not the best, the brightest, the bravest, or anything like that. You were just the most convenient-" Edan stopped, then turned back, "And the one that dug me up the evidence in the first place. Had to pay you back for that somehow, right?