Niles looked at his watch and felt a surge of annoyance that the man behind the door did not toss out whatever malingerer was lolling about on the couch blathering on about what made them sad. There were real issues going on and a broken heart of bruised ego did not come close to a real issue in his mind. The real issue was getting inside the heads of the people on the ship. He had the information from the prisoner designated Rogan from Della Marx’s session. She would be going down later to speak with the other male. Rinker had the report on the child. After today the only one left with being the last female. They had booked an hour session but Primrose only needed about two minutes. Just enough time for the man to hand over his therapy notes. Primrose would extend him the courtesy of yammering on for a bit about this Jessa but he really didn’t care. It wouldn’t matter in the end. The child was the most logical to break and Starfleet intelligence could break someone in far less time using puppets or painting pictures as these counselor’s tended to use.

Ten minutes later the door rolled open and Captain Niles Primrose strode through the door entering Rinker’s office. “Commander Rinker,” he announced as if the man was a cadet in school and not another seasoned officer. “I intend to keep this brief. Since you counselors love to toss up the old confidentiality clause when it suits your purpose I will accept you understand the importance of keeping this meeting between me and you. My superior’s will thank you and if you play ball there might just be a promotion in it for you.” Not asking, Primrose took a seat in the chair in the office.

Setting the Data chip on Rinker’s desk, Primrose slide it towards Rinker as if it were a drink. “I need you to upload everything you have on the fourth member of the four-person team that attacked the ship. I was going to send in my own people,” he leaned back waving his hand like he was doing Rinker a favor, “but thought I would save time.” Settling back Primrose looked around the office waiting for Commander Heathcliff Rinker to comply.

Captain Niles Primrose, Starfleet Intelligence