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Sting Operation

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Amanda chose the darker corner of the restaurant as her spot to sit and make her observations without appearing incongruous.

Multiple aromas from steaming bowls of rice, seafood, soy sauce and the medley of food made her stomach grumble, but she was reluctant to indulge because she had to keep focused. Maybe just a well-selected platter of prawns and vegetables would suffice, she thought.

The sunny outer appearance of the popular Won Ton Chinese restaurant belied the recent seamy story making the rounds.

Rumour is that beneath the facade of the restaurant lay an underbelly of human trafficking, prostitution, and drug rings.

As an undercover cop, being part of a sting operation took months of careful and diligent planning.

Most times, it involved a lot of danger, learning the smattering bits of a language or two, but she wouldn’t have it any different.

She enjoyed the excitement that her job brought.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

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13 thoughts on “Sting Operation”

  5. Ah, the cheerful facade of the restaurant is an ideal place for hiding much seedier wheelings and dealings. I like the fact that the undercover cop is on their trail. Hope she enjoys her prawns. Great story!

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  6. The last sting we had was because a cop was dating an escort and giving her inside information. The escorts had a confidential informant in the cops ring instead of the cops having a CI in the escort rings…….oooppps…..too funny n ironic.

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