Posted Oct. 4, 2021, 2 p.m. by Lieutenant Cara Esmé O’Farrell (Counselor / Education Specialist) (Jennifer Ward)
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Gravel Mardusk (Chief of Security) in I’m Not Lost, I’m…Exploring…Yeah Exploring
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“I need you to watch while I interview him again. And Frees. I’m going to wait until the good Doctor is having dinner and then call him away… make sure I’m interrupting. That tends to irritate people. And if he is what I think he may be? I think keeping him focused on my dumb ass may be best for anyone involved in looking into him.”
Mardusk, CoS
Cara nodded, “Where can I watch from? Preferable views where I can see him from the front and above.” Them she smiled very sweetly at him, “Yeah okay, you keep his creeper attention on you. He tries something you break bones, or I will. Okay?”
O’Farrell
Gravel looked at her in all seriousness and said “If he is what I think we are thinking… we are going to have to be very careful. Because one whiff we are suspicious and he will up and vanish like smoke in the wind.”
Mardusk
Cara was staring at the photos of the women. “Maybe, would he leave his wife and son? She can’t just disappear, she has orders…” She was musing out loud not really asking him, “and would he leave his son behind? More likely a stand off, he would want to take them with him and if it wasn’t easy…even a mouse is deadly when cornered.”
Mardusk shook his head. “I dunno… something tells me he’d drop them in a heartbeat if it meant saving his own skin. Predators aren’t much for family ties.”
Cara drummed her fingers, “got any officers that look close enough and can pose as an engineering Lt?” Cara was about the right height, she could dye her hair too, but she doubted she had the engineering knowledge necessary to be convincing. “What’s your excuse to get him back in here? He’s already determined you have no cause to interview him.”
O’Farrell
Mardusk shook his head. “No, but I am running a facial recognition search through Fleet to see if I can come up with some candidates to use as bait.” He used the term without flinching or even seeming to give it a thought. “And as far as an excuse? See, thats the great part of my job. I actually work under two sets of rules. One he is definitely aware of. But what he doesn’t seem to be aware of is a little known regulation that states a Starship Security Chief has, while underway or deployed outside Federation space, the right and authority to suspend any or all legal rights or restrictions in order to conduct and investigation involving harm or threat of harm to the ship and / or crew. Now… I have to justify that suspension to the Captain before I can use it. Unless, of course, the investigation concerns the Captain. But yeah… I can yank him outta dinner just because I want to. Now, I just need you to help me prep my questions and help me guide the interrogation.”
Mardusk, CoS
Cara contemplated, wishing she was at the end of her forensic program and not the end. “I would start with focusing on Lt Frees and that altercation. He doesn’t like to be challenged and will assert what he sees as his superiority, and then attempt to storm out again. If he can’t leave it will up the risk but it will throw him off.”
Mardusk thought for a moment and then grinned. He tapped the desk comms and said =/\= Security to Engineering. I’m gonna need you to cut the power to Interrogation 3 door when I say. Prep for around 1900 hours today. Thank you. =/\=
“Start easy, make him mad/exasperated, tell him charges might be filled, but you need his cooperation, you want to clear up the situation and get it closed. He will be irritated and irate. Focus on getting the details from him about Frees, how it started, build up to why her, why he felt the need to discuss with her. If we can get him worked up enough we can ask about Gomez.” Cara was still staring at the photo of his wife…what did she know?
O’Farrell
Mardusk nodded. “Ok… you’ll observe with one my Security officers. I think some covert comms may be necessary as well. You can feed me questions to ask, help me keep him off balance. That is, at least until he realizes what we are doing and then he slams shut. Which will happen. I just have to keep him thinking I’m stupid long enough to get a thread we can pull on.”
Mardusk, CoS
“That’s probably the best way. We can prep questions all day long, but no battle plans survive contact with the enemy.” Cara drummed her fingers against her leg. “So he’s not going to come willingly, he might try to make you think he is, but he’s not. So once you get him in the room, offer him a drink, hell offer him food if you want, don’t directly apologize for dragging him away from dinner, tell him you want to resolve the whole situation before it escalates more. He’ll be watching to see if you’re lying, and that’s not a lie, just a twist on perception that he’s not aware of yet. And sit, don’t stand, he’ll be more willing to sit and ‘relax’ if you do as well. We need him to tell us exactly what he said and how he acted. Make something up…too much noise in the lounge so the audio on the video was bad.” After that it would all depend on Greenlee’s answers and behaviors.
O’Farrell, CNS
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