Pronto patted the man's shoulder, straightened his collar, and dusted him off. "This has to go off without a hitch. Do this right, and Gador will make sure you're well-rewarded. When old Anders retires, you'd better be ready."
The old officer shivered. Anders was the chief of one of the four police precincts in Ternell city. While precinct chiefs didn't wield immense power, this promotion would be a major step up. It meant that one day, he could aspire to become the district police chief. Even if he didn't achieve that, he'd still have considerable authority within his precinct, and power often had a funny way of turning into wealth. For a man nearing middle age like this old officer, power and money were all that mattered.
