Instead he went to a lesser station in the security office, with a board that included readings on every area of the ship. It was staffed by an ensign, who was trying to remain alert. Tuvok had some sympathy for the boy. The job was detailed and dull and nothing ever happened. Except now. “When Ensign Mandel returns to her quarters, lock her in,” Tuvok ordered the officer at the board. A good security recruit, all he replied was, “Yes, sir.” And showed no curiosity about the order, either. Tuvok didn’t know whether to think that was reassuring or worrisome. He didn’t have time to concern himself with it, though. That suitability of the boy to the position was a minor consideration in even placid times. Right now there were much more important things that needed investigation. Daphne Mandel’s reaction to his very benign offer indicated that she was not trustworthy. Not given the present conditions. Then Tuvok reported to the bridge to tell the executive officer what he had done.
