[Paradise-IV] SD 970212.14 PL Lt.Cmdr. Yim'Bar Cho'Lu Chief of Security (Acting) "Warehouse Observations"

[Paradise-IV Logs]

[Outside Colonial Shuttle Landing Facility]

"Command Center this is Lieutenant Commander Cho'Lu, advise the Patrol Division's shift supervisor to meet me at the main warehouse collocated with the shuttle landing facility.  Cho'Lu out."  Yim'Bar had received a communiqué from the Operations automated center.  It was from commander Lox.  Security had been tasked with routine patrol increases in the are scheduled for every two hours.  Manpower being what it was this might afford a chance for the olive branch to be strengthened.

The Marshal Service was still insisting that only a few Starfleet Officers be allowed to 'Observe' their operations.  In Yim'Bar's mind this was completely unacceptable, he still needed a break.  The two forces were working well together, when they worked together but there was a chasm that had to be bridged for cooperation.  Perhaps this security detail was that opportunity.  The risk was high.  If the colonials failed to secure the site or something came up missing the relationship would be further strained. That was the issue all the way around for both sides, neither wanted to give but both wanted to take.  Yim'Bar had decided to take a chance and include the Marshals on this critical detail.  The facility would secure the main resources for the upgrades to an entire section of the colony, something everyone benefitted from.

Yim'Bar arrived at the facility, it was a joke.  It had windows all the way around the perimeter, high up but definitely unsecure.  There was no real fencing to keep people away from the building.  The external lighting was inadequate, and he could see no less than four entry ways other than the large gaping entries for the supplies.  The building looked like Swiss cheese from Yim'Bar's trained eye.

He walked up to a door.  He grabbed the handle hoping it was locked.  Shock, it wasn't.  He opened it and walked in.  The room was large and a hive of activity.  He stood watching the movements of the cargo from place to place twice dodging a couple of people moving items around.  They smiled at him and continued their work.  He noted that none of them were identified physically as belonging to the place.  He shook his head. 

"You okay sir?" a man yelled over the ambient noise of the space.

"I am fine." Yim'Bar yelled back.

The man continued his business moving storage units from place to place.

"Commander Cho'Lu, you called for me?" a young sergeant from the Marshall service asked as he approached Yim'Bar.  He was a tall human with a solid physique.  He was smart and level headed as far as Yim'Bar could tell.  He seemed eager to move along in his own chain of command.  Yim'Bar had considered inviting him to apply to the Academy but he was not here to recruit Security Officers, just bridge the chasm.  He told himself that very thing often, 'bridge the gap' he would think almost aloud.

"Sergeant, tell me what we need to do to secure this location?  Operations wants us to patrol it every two hours at a minimum."

"Sir this place is like Swiss Cheese, I walked right in." the sergeant replied.

"Really?" Yim'Bar said sarcastically, the sergeant chuckled slightly at the Andorian's humor.  "What would you do to make it safe to store the future of Sector Two and possibly Three in here?" he continued.

"Video surveillance, fences, manned patrol, permanent security on the windows, ground sensors, limited access and egress points, and some form of identification for internal personnel.  The Black Market is going to clean this place like Christmas sir." The sergeant stated.

"I fully agree.  If I assign you several Starfleet Officers and allocate three units, your choice from the Marshall Patrol Division how long will it take you to implement as much of those fixes as you can?" Yim'Bar said typing on a PADD.  "Know that you will not get everything you want and will have to adapt with the plan according to resource allotment.  Are you willing to oversee this project as a joint effort between us?"

The sergeant thought for several seconds obviously weighing the thought in his mind.  Yim'Bar feared he would not go for it.  "Sir, I will do this but I am going to need your assistance in order to be successful."

"Of course sergeant.  It is ultimately my responsibility if the security fails on this site.  How can I help you succeed?" Yim'Bar tried to hide his inner excitement, this was the first pylon being laid in the bridge to their mutual success.

"Lieutenant Winters needs to be disallowed access to this project," the sergeant said plainly.

"The lieutenant is your immediate supervisor, that is not a valid request.  I cannot supersede your individual chain of command sergeant." Yim'Bar said flustered.  He had suspicions about sickness reports and other small infractions of discord from the lieutenant but this was a unfathomable. 

"Then sir, I respectfully decline the opportunity," the sergeant stated.

"Sergeant, this is a huge opportunity for your career," Yim'Bar appealed.  "Are you sure?"

"Not with Winters sir."  The sergeant was obviously not about to change.

"Sergeant, is this a personal problem between the two of you?"  Yim'Bar asked reaching for the root of the issue, hopefully something easily remedied.

"No sir," the sergeant replied flatly.

"I need more sergeant.  He is your supervisor and I have not observed any hostility between you," Yim'Bar retorted, "What is the issue?"

"I do not trust him sir."  The sergeant was hesitant as he continued.  "On three occasions since your arrival we have lost officers in what should have been routine arrests, sir.  In the beginning I believed it was just coincidence.  Later the rift.  But three sir and the last one was a seasoned officer, a mentor of mine who would never have allowed himself to be taken the way he was.  I believe Winters by action or inaction is involved.  If you put him in on this, the colony will never be what it can in time with Starfleet on board.  Frankly, I would like to see you guys succeed sir and fear with Winter's that will not happen as you folks have planned it."

Yim'Bar felt the acid in his stomach move.  Winters was a liability.  Even if the sergeant was mislead in his facts the trust between the two was apparent.  Winters might be more trouble than the sergeant even knew.  Yim'Bar decided to go out of bounds for the cause.  "Sergeant, I will assign you this task and keep Winters out.  I need your declaration of intent, will you serve Paradise Colony lawfully in your capacity as a Colonial Marshall?"

"Of course sir, and I accept, " he replied with a visibly renewed pride.

"Okay forget your duty, Sergeant, will 'you' serve this task with your honor and your name at stake?" Yim'Bar said.

"The sergeant smiled, never thought I would like a Big Blue Man.  Of course sir.  You can count on me," the sergeant replied.

"Okay beef up the patrols and get started I will send some people to assist you.  Let's secure this place." Yim'Bar said and the two stalked off to find the warehouse supervisor to begin the plan that would insure the future for the colony as best as two men, two associates, two newly budded friends might.

 

Lt. Cmdr. Yim'Bar Cho'Lu

Chief of Security, Acting

Paradise-IV