The Mole

Upon greeting the Captain, I was introduced to Captain Bruce Person of the Criminal Division. There followed the usual round of handshakes, wisecracks, and male cordiality after which we settled down to business. Already I sensed an air of intrigue. Why was Captain Person here…and why did they want to see me?
"Tim, Bruce has requested your assignment, on a temporary basis, to his division for a special detail. It may last several months. It’s strictly voluntary on your part, so you aren’t being pressured into the transfer. But it might be a good opportunity for you to cross train in another area. Are you interested?" asked the Captain.
Sure I was interested. Interested in anything that was a change from this boring, dead-ended street patrol duty. Many times, I wondered why I ever chose police work as a career. High risk, low pay, unappreciated work…dealing with the public in less than favorable situations. Sometimes being spat upon. Very few times being complimented. Well, lets see what they have in mind.

"May I ask for more specifics of what the detail entails, sir?" I responded.
Lt. Person replied, "Confidentially, it’s a sting we’re setting up to shut down a major fencing operation. Their whole thing is rather unusual so it calls for unusual methods. I can’t go into more detail at this time unless and until you accept and are reassigned. But, after reviewing the entire department personnel files, we really think you’re the best man for this."

"And may I add, Tim, that this would look very good for you in your file and could lead to a commendation and promotion," the Captain interjected to further enhance the offer.
I had been in the department long enough to know that you don’t do well by declining such requests, voluntary or otherwise. Whatever it entails had to be better than mundane street patrol duty, but I wished I knew more about what I was being asked to accept , and my Captain was of little help here, too. I was entering a fog bank and flying blind. Oh well…