When Trigger presented herself at Commissioner Tate's personal quarters early that evening, she found him alone.
"Sit down," he said. "I've been trying to get hold of Mantelish for the past hour. He's over on the other side of the planet again."
Trigger sat down and lifted an eyebrow. "Should he be?"
"I don't think so," said Holati. "But I've been overruled on that. He's still the best man the Federation has working on the various plasmoid problems, so I'm not to interfere with his investigations any more than I can show is absolutely necessary. It's probably all right. Those U-League guards of his aren't a bad group."
"If they compare with the boys the League had watching the Plasmoid Project, they should be just about tops," Trigger said.
"The Space Scouts thank you for those kind words," the Commissioner told her. "Those weren't League guards. When it came to deciding who was to keep an eye on you, I overruled everybody."
She smiled. "I might have guessed it. What's there for the professor to be investigating on the other side of Manon?"
"He's hunting for some theoretical creatures he calls wild plasmoids."
"Wild plasmoids?"