Throw Trevor To Tread Time

A detective yearning to retire with honor, but the life of a jaded detective never ends for Trevor. His reputation follows him, and eventually takes the path of his peers.

                     
Jimmy Nuzz  

  Throw Trevor To Tread Time

  A full career on busting lawbreakers, woman beaters, and pimp drug dealers. All the public enemy number one in society. There are way too many cold cases on my plate in this city. Needing my commanders signature to approve a simple resignation, however being able to rise in rank, this isn't going to be easy. My case load has to be bundled into one last conviction, a bigger operation. With only one hundred day's until the commencement, and still fighting for my life. Having given a lifetime of service, but still there is an injustice about my situation. Becoming worn down and tired at seeing and being through tough undercover investigations. Looking at death constantly leaves a cold emotionless veil. There are no more aspirations or desire except becoming a private investigator, and private citizen. There is an answer to everything. Clearing my plate for the very last time for one. This is going to be a fine year; a year for myself. The commissioner has one more important case the city wants to have closed. A political agenda with all the familiar markings. These insiders with dirty hands which need washing. One last sit down, and then I will be on my way to a life of a of privacy. I'll make it worth their while, they know their promotions rests alone by my results. Suddenly I have become an important detective. A life of service is nothing without having solved the most tough cases. I have been a detective all my life. There isn't a case gone by my desk I haven't solved until the obvious spiteful overload lately. They don't call me Trevor the terrible for no good reason. I fix things permanently; if the job calls for it, I go ahead and get it done. Busting a few skulls to get information no matter how many informants are protected by another lead detective. I own this city, in time I'll break this fresh assignment. I'll make this last one go down with a blast of fire power when the timing is right. An end which will assure a ride out, and put an end of my career in style. I doubt there is anyone more qualified. My appointment with the board will be an interesting one. I can only wonder what criminal the commissioner needs coughed up, and for what purpose. Anything involved behind closed doors always stinks.------------

  Without a second thought, I already think these guys have a mystery behind what their doing. I got this, and if word ever gets out we both go down. Their calling me because I do things my way, the right way. I'll get a full pension, I might as well play the game well one last time. On my way to the third floor though, I couldn't resist thinking of saying exactly what is on my mind: and really what I think of the system. My reputation brought me here, my instincts as a cop, and ability on the street. This bunch are all dirty, which explains how they got to where they are. I'll bust as many heads possible to break this case directive. Top down to bottom up, I've done it all. Behind these doors is nothing more than an organized mob. The good guys with muscle, it doesn't get any better than this. We might be inflated with our system, but more spice to the pot catches the real lawbreakers from behind these doors. We make our own rules, even as we go if need be.

Commissioner Wilkons: Good morning detective Trevor. I understand your   well   known  as Trevor the terrible.

                              DT:  Yes sir, also might I add, it wasn't engineered by me. It is a nickname which just happened
while as a rookie cop. The phrase just happened to follow me everywhere.
 
   Attny. General Vance:   Detective, allow me to be completely direct. This case involves an important pillar of the political agenda. The daughter of a particular senator has been arrested dealing in elicit 
               narcotics. That is all I can say off the record, we do understand each other sir?

                               DT: Yes sir, I fully understand the dynamics on this situation.

Commissioner Wilkons: The Supreme Court Judge has the case presided without prejudice , and lowered to
  magistrate court.

                                DT: Yes sir, and where do my services fit in all this sir?

Attny. General Vance:    All of us need an arrest, conviction of a dealer supply chain operation. Which is where
  your skill comes into play.

                                DT: You have my promise, a case this important will end with the people responsible in jail, or worse.
   
Attny. General Vance:    Thank you for your accepting this directive, and coming in  detective. Good bye.

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  I couldn't believe my ears. I couldn't wait to get out of there fast enough. They had no idea exactly what was going through my mind. If I didn't need them for a signature, I would have told them shove it; and go find another one of your patsy's. If only the average citizen knew how and what goes on behind these doors. Their sucker takes on the worse cases every time. But this one will be my grand finale. This town hasn't seen anything yet. I'll terrorize the hell out of those lawbreakers, and I just got my ticket to ride. Their going to get their moneys worth. No pity, it's open season on crime fighting. I am feeling my blood thirsty instinct ramping up anyhow. I'll be aiding insult to injury on this one. Might as well throw some fireworks into the whole mess. When I am done, they can clean up neat and tidy following the ordeal. Besides, I have to live up to the Trevor the terrible while treading off time.
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  After a night drinking at the Twilight Lounge, my rendezvous meeting with an old confidential informant from years past. Gully shined some daylight on what the hell is really going on. A senator, and his daughter were caught; not for dealing. All this was over running guns from the Midwest through the iron pipeline, right into the hands of an undercover AFT agent. The daughter copped a plea, and was dropped all the way down from municipal court for mere association. What a world we live in. Only in america can a politician get away with rape, robbery, or murder. Plus still be able to look their constituents squarely in the face and lie. With cops like me to do their dirty work for them, which is how well the system rolls for us. This one is gong down like the wild west. With only three months to go, it will be a gravy job. This ending will be my icing on the cake. How all this really went down sheds new light on it for me. Nothing surprises this old cop anymore.                                 
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  My confidential informant tells me I have picked the right location to meet. A mob has their hideout upstairs to the Twilight. How convenient does it do for this investigation. While this is going to be easier than ever expected. My informant needs his money as agreed upon for being a piece of the action. Commissioner Wilkons has already made a twenty thousand dollar donation made out to the Twilight. Rent payment for an undercover sting. Actually this is for an eviction; payable to the owner, a post dated check prior. He gladly threw the dealer out on his ear for us. We also had the informant put everything in writing, and sent him on a long all expense paid vacation. Seems as if  I'll be bar tending behind Twilight bar for a few days.
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  One felon in particular keeps coming around asking suspicious questions about a friend of his. Who is another obvious player, but insignificant to us. But another character of interest is an expensive car dealer in town, asking the same line of questions. This guy is saying, there is a car delivery scheduled to arrive at the Twilight from out of state. I wanted him to believe the owner mentioned it, and for me to sign the posting for it. Everything went accordingly to plan so far. Looks as if the courts will get all their money back on this bust. The delivery car is out back, and having a solid location on our arms dealer. All I have to do is wait for the courier to open the trunk, panhandle for the cash, and it will be over sooner than expected.  This time I go out in style, ending a career with a flair of police gunfire, some extra action at work. Loading off with a few rounds will look good with an internal affairs investigation. Pressure associated with a possible disorder This will get me my full pension in days. I'll go out as doing a heroic act as a dedicated officer in the line of duty. My friends will assume, Trevor the terrible does it again in a blaze of glory, the way it should be done. It is not the best choice, but the fastest way to get the board to finally sign off on my paperwork.
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  Police chemistry has a lot to do with the outcome of an investigation. Two undercover agent's will enter the Twilight before midnight . Our cameras are in motion out front, and also pointed only at the front door inside . I'll be standing by the telephone at the end of the bar. As soon as the courier makes his call, I'll kill him instantly, and doing so; I'll claim he pulled a weapon. Before the detectives rush the place, the weapons, car dealers, their point men involved in the game. Everything in order done before the FBI arrive. All said and finished, every actor gets what they want. One bad guy gets killed, and I get rewarded with a way out. Compliments of the entire department. The Attorney General has a seat in the senate, every body makes money. All thanks as for a job to; throw Trevor to tread time. 

                        End Of Story    Jimmy Nuzz
                
                          ' Be immune to rumor '  JJN        

                
         
 

Author's Note

The only dialogue in Trevor...is direct, and interpersonal. No third person in my dialog mentioned. It didn't come out in order like is should look, sorry.

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I understand the story. A cop doing the job; the job comes to an explosive welcomed end in a hardened cops life.