CHINESE GUNBOATSSometimes Marvia Plum enjoyed the job of watch commander and sometimes she found it boring and irritating. Then she longed for the days when she was a patrol cop, dealing with different situations at a moment’s notice. Robbery in progress, domestic violence call, drug deal going down, or just a barking dog complaint.
Then she’d made sergeant and transferred to Homicide and spent her time tracking down killers. Talk about your rush—there was nothing like closing a murder case, confronting a suspect and knowing that you’d collared a serious bad guy and booked him into City Jail. But now she was sitting at a desk and it was almost three in the morning and by this time of night there was seldom much action in Berkeley.
That’s when the yowl came down from Emergency Dispatch. T
