DCI Clive Allen grunted as he put down the phone. He took a sip of coffee, stood up, and looked through his office’s windows into the open-plan section of the second floor. He spotted the man he wanted and beckoned him into his office.
Todd knocked on the door and Clive nodded.
“I’ve got a job for you.”
Todd raised his eyebrows.
“Undercover. Could be for a few weeks. Can you handle it?”
Todd smiled. “Absolutely, boss.”
“Not too soon?”
Todd looked down at his new wedding ring then back at Clive and shook his head. “Yvonne knows how short staffed we are.”
Clive pushed a file across his desk. “Great. Take a seat.”
Todd opened the file and read the first sheet. “Neil Ryder?”
“We wanted something ordinary.”
“That’s my brother-in-law’s name.”
“It needed to be something you’d answer to.”
“Makes sense.” Todd turned over another page. “Drugs. Guns.” He whistled. “Heavy stuff.”
“It’s all in there but if you don’t think–”
“Oh, no. It’s… it’ll be fine. Thanks.”
“It’s a small operation, just three men as far as we know but negligible info. on the ringleader. Need more there.”
Todd held up the file.
“Yeah,” Clive replied. “Take it, study it. Get some non-descript clothes. Black, grey, brown. Something so no one will notice.”
“What about tatts?”
“Tatts?”
“Tattoos.”
“What about them?”
“Should I get one?”
“Do you want one?”
Todd shrugged and pointed to his ring finger. “The wife wouldn’t like it.”
“Not all bad guys have tattoos. Real life’s not like the films, you know.”
“Yeah, I do.” Todd held up the file. “Thanks. I won’t let you down.”
Clive nodded. “You weren’t my first choice but I know you’ll do a good job.”
Todd hesitated at the half-compliment. “Thanks.” He held the file in one hand and closed the door behind him with the other.
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