Pichinski the Drug Buster

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Robbie Higginson        GCSE English        07/05/07

                                  Pichinski the Drug Buster

Mick Pichinski struggled with the leaver to open the window of the old BMW, to get rid of the cigarette smoke from his Detective Sergeant sat in the passenger seat. As the Window came down the cigar smoke quickly escaped into the frosty night like an old locomotive emerging through a tunnel. “What time is it?” muttered the Detective Sergeant Phil Hunter like a veritable mountain of a man. “ 1.30 as he placed a chewing gum into his mouth”. “What time does the shipment arriving then Sir?” “8.30 tonight” Replied Mick. “ What time are we working in the club ”. “? 6.30 tonight but remember Phil…” Then Mick stopped talking like he didn’t want Phil to no that he knew about something he didn’t.

Then Mick started loading a camera. “I am head of security and you are a security officer so keep you eyes out for the boss and what he says to the dealers in the club Phil “. “Okay Sir doesn’t forget the drugs are in the back room”. “How did you know that because I didn’t and I am the chief officer here”? “I can’t remember where the information came from Sir”.

It was getting hot and stuffy in the car Phil Hunter kept smoking and it was getting on Mick nerves, as he does not smoke. There where no action. The atmosphere was getting tense. There where someone in the club but what was they doing? Phil was thinking of other cases he could be working on instead of sitting in a car outside the club waiting for something to happen. “There’s no action it’s not how I like it. It getting boring” said Phil. “There will be lots of action sooner than later and it will come unexpected to you” said Mick.

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“What did the Superintendent want this morning Mick” he said as Mick’s was sending a text message.  “Just wanted to give me the earache because I am a DCI and because my careers going better than his”. “Don’t think he like’s you Sir”. “I no he’s just an idiot he treats me like dirt on his shoes, if we mess this up he will have my head on a plate Phil”. “We shouldn’t everything’s going to plan Sir. “I though I had finished all this surveillance jobs when I left the drugs quad five years back”. “Why ...

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