May 09, 2006 13:34
We had set up a sniffer dog investigation in the office. I went to the car park to meet the officer and his dog. The officer stepped out of the van, head to foot in black and Kevlar, handcuffs on his belt and muscles rippling. He took my arm and pulled me closer to the door of the van, and handed me a pair of surgical gloves. He grinned. I pulled them over my hands. "Are you ready?" he said. "Hold this..."
...and handed me a jam jar full of smack.
What a killjoy.