It was my first duty (excluding the previous one as understudy).

Not a nice feeling. It feels really horrid to be the one 'okaying' arrests.


"We've got S12346789Z. He was tagged by you."
Me: "Please hold while I confirm his status."
"Okay."
Me: "Alright that's a positive. Is he ready for take-over?"
"Yes."
Me: "Hold him there. I'm sending my men there asap."


And glancing at your monitors in the dark you realized you've just taken away the freedom of someone who's twice, thrice your age, and sometimes of your age. Someone who has a family. Loved ones. Or worse still, have no idea they've committed an offence.

I'm dying, out of curiousity, what would the look on their face be like. Sadness? Guilt? Shock?



I have no idea. I'm only clicking around and making calls.