I got tired of people telling me I looked too young to be a detective. I had the track record, six years as a uniformed officer on the streets and then detective school. I’d worked on some big cases that had led to convictions. I was a team player. It was the only way, despite the novels, movies and TV series that glorified the lone maverick.
I had been patronised, hit on, called ‘girlie’, and subjected to sexist jokes and misogynist banter by colleagues who should have known better. But I didn’t take any of it now. They got back what they gave. That was why I loved working with Trent; there was no sub-text. We were professionals, equal colleagues. We worked as a team.
I knew it would be hard to get anything out of the residents of the park. They saw the police as the enemy, there to mak
