The new Intel headquarters was finally coming together as more than just two computers in a room. Nicholas had an office, and it wasn’t just a front this time. He spent most of his time at his desk, watching three monitors with live feeds of sensor data from all around OED. Usually he wasn’t watching anyone or anything in particular, but this particular evening, a Starfleet ensign had caught his eye. He wasn’t sure why, this one just seemed… off.

The longer he watched, the more he questioned why he was doing it. This seemed like a perfectly normal person. There was something in his gut, some instinct told him to hold on just a little while longer.

He kept watching and waiting. Waiting and watching.

-Nicholas James