Defense Corridors
The small searcher had picked and pricked at the new station’s security.
It had discovered that Lady Tocohl had disabled the defense network and cut it out of station ops. She had placed an alarm, so that she would be notified if one of the defenders woke. No alarm had been set on the maintenance access tubes, for who, indeed, would wish to enter them?
Only, the access tubes were a quick way to reach the room where the tile-making machine did its work. She need disturb no one, when she came to exchange the tiles she had prepared with those newly manufactured.
As she did now.