Posted by Civilian Joseph Karlson (Police Commissioner) in TMODJ - Too Many Cooks (Tag Karlson)

Posted by Civilian Mthunzi Nkosenye (FedSec Special Agent) in TMODJ - Too Many Cooks (Tag Karlson)
The door to the Oed Government Tower slid open and in stepped an extremely tall human male. Jet black skin and an air of authority caused pause in a few of the personnel. He looked around for a moment and then approached the reception desk. “Good morning. which of you are Police, please?” he asked in a voice rich with a difficult to place accent. “The Desk Sargent looked up (way up) and said “That would me, sir. How may I be of assistance? “I wish to see Police Commissioner Joseph Karlson.” “Do you have an appointment, sir?” the Sargent asked. “No, I am afraid I do not. I can wait, if necessary.” The Sargent shrugged and said “Scan your ID, please. I will see when the Commissioner will be available.” The man reached forward and set a metallic bracelet on the ID reader, and the Sargent cursed under his breath. “One minute, please. You can have a seat over there.” and he pointed to a row of chairs on the far wall. The man inclined his head towards the Sargent. “My thanks.” and he went and took a seat.

The Sargent took a deep breath and then put in his earpiece so the call would confidential. He dialed the Commissioner’s office and said “Hey. Yeah. tell Commissioner Karlson he has a visitor… FedSec is here to see him.”

FedSec Special Investigator Nkosenye

It only took three minutes to get a response. The sergeant informed Nkosenye that the Commissioner was in a meeting but he was free to go up to the 46th floor and wait there, he would be available in 20 or so minutes.

“Thank you very much.” Nkosenye said and took the indicated lift up.

The 46th floor near the lifts was mostly conference rooms and offices of various Police Command staff such as the Deputy Commissioner, The Chief Constable, various Chief Superintendents, and Deputy offices. The waiting area for the commissioner’s office had several sofas and lounge chairs with a coffee table on one end, the other had the raised desk of his three Secretaries and principal assistants. One of those three offered Nkosenye a drink while he would wait.

Nkosenye shook his head and instead stood, looking out the window over the city.

Exactly 20 minutes after the response from the Commissioner’s office the door opened and half a dozen senior staff exited. Most were in the dark blue uniforms of Oed police but two wore civilian suits with Badges attached to their belts. They all left chatting not paying close attention to the FedSec Officer. The primary secretary stood up, put their head through the door, and exchanged some words before turning around and looking at Mthunzi “The Commissioner will see you now.

“Thank you.” he said and moved to the office.

The office was spacious, one side had several bookcases with several actual paper books and each case had a display shelf with several holopics of the Commissioner with various known people, the last four Governors, Cabinets, and Starfleet Security Chiefs as well as Several Federation Presidents. A more recent addition was a picture taken from a public dinner with the Klingon ambassador from the house of Durok. There was a larger slightly raised area with sofas, chairs, and tables for more informal conversations. On the lounge side there was a door marked for a bathroom, on the bookcase side there was another door with a keypad next to it with no markings. On the opposite end to the door was the Commissioner’s Desk with two guest chairs, the large wooden desk was decorated with several photo frames facing the Commissioner’s side, a computer console that seemed to retract into the desk on command, and central on the desk a small orb to project holographic images.

Joseph Karlson stood to the side of the table and was holding a porcelain coffee pot, pouring into a small cup of the same make, he looked up briefly and smiled at the FedSec Officer “Coffee?” He offered.

Commissioner Karlson

“That would be lovely, thank you Commissioner.” Nkosenye said, his voice a rumble of far-off thunder. He stood and waited, and then sat down after the Commissioner had. “I am sorry to barge in on you like this, Commissioner.” he said, and then took a sip of the coffee. “Mmm… very good.” He took a breath and said “I am Federation Security Special Investigator Mthunzi Nkosenye, Commissioner. I have been assigned to investigate a case here on Oed… but I was informed this morning that there is a matter of diplomatic importance occurring. Can you please tell me what is going on?”

Nkosenye, FedSec