SSA Alexander Forsyth

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No, I want no part in the office Secret Santa, and no, I haven't changed my mind since you last asked five minutes ago.

Thanksgiving. Suppose it's a different time for everyone. It's come to mean an empty office and less of a migraine, and I don't mind one bit.


[SSA Miles Lago]
Hope you and your family are well. I think we have something big, when you come back to

Enjoy your holidays.

We're arresting more people who are addicted to painkillers. Soccer mums and that type.

Ken was telling me over morning coffee that the Japanese word for change is the same as the word for strange, even perverse. I think they got it right. The world has changed. Everything is really heading for the shits.

The Pope apologises for the "unspeakable crimes" committed by Catholic priests who sexually abuse children, saying it has brought "shame and humiliation" to the church.

Because the victims don't feel any "shame and humiliation" at all.

Next he'll be taking back everything he's said about homosexuals and abortion and giving out condoms on Christmas.

Miles, I worry about you. I really do.

You need approval to move the office furniture around, even if you're the only one in your office 90% of the time.

Because clearly it ruins the feng shui in my office and I can't have all my positive chi flowing out the window.

No no no, she says, it's because it could be a 'fire hazard'. Well lady, my room is at the very end of the corridor - if I trip over my desk trying to plunge to my death out the window, you can tell the government not to worry about it because it's solely my fault. If I happen to start a fire and incinerate myself alive, I'll be sure to send you an e-mail to let you know two weeks in advance.

What am I to you? Seriously?

I don't dislike newcomers. I just think they're dangerous to work with.


From: "Alexander Forsyth" <a.forsyth@dea.gov>
To: "Miles Lago" <m.lago@dea.gov>
Date: 15 August 2010 22.46
Subject: Re: Fwd: Housewarming party on Sunday

What the fuck Miles? No.


---------- Forwarded message ----------
From: Carol Knight <c.knight@dea.gov>
Date: Aug 13, 2010 4:54 PM
Subject: Housewarming party on Sunday
To: undisclosed recipients

Hey everyone,

Next Sunday 22nd August I'm organising a dinner and movie night at my new place. I've attached my address and map to this email. Everyone's invited! And if you don't like the epic classic Titanic I have plenty of other movies we can watch too!

Let me know as soon as possible if you're coming so I know how much food to prepare.

Thank you so much guys!!! You've all been very welcoming and kind towards me in my first two weeks here.


Carol Knight

It's been a long six weeks. The law is a harsh mistress.

Someone forgot to do the paperwork in my absence.

[SSA Miles Lago]
Feel like kicking off the new year yet, or are you still lounging around with Pater Pietro?

Name is apparently Clark von Wohler. Sound familiar to you?

Off the record for now. Might be something, might be nothing. Taking the car once the database pulls up an address.

And stop blowing off the FBI guy. I know he's annoying but we might need him.

The office is empty. The streets are quiet. It's quiet here too - just the whirring of the computer, the footsteps, the black gold streaming out from the coffee machine.

I don't have the day off. Even the offenders have it better than I do.

Watched television for the first time since I can't remember when.

What we do here is nothing like what is portrayed on television.

At the very least it would explain why these young recruits act the way they do, and I am reminded how fortunate my position is, not having to deal with them.

I arrested and questioned a man currently charged with possession and distribution of class A drugs. Tox screen came back clear and no signs of drug use, yet the man was insistent that there are gods that walk amongst us, living our ordinary lives.

You come across strange things in this line of work; just not often from someone completely lucid - if a little hysterical.

I suppose we are all gods in a sense, aren't we, trying to make ends meet, and run our lives in the world we perceive ourselves in.

Will be recommending a psychiatrist. Haven't filled out one of these forms in a while. Rehab forms shouldn't be so routine.

They're rounding people up again and shipping them off to Afghanistan for opium trafficking - the proceeds of which go to arm/ammunition dealers. I'm not against it but some of these kids here aren't ready for that kind of environment.

I wish I could say I knew what they were thinking, but one of the rookies they're thinking of signing up still lives with his parents and can't even shoot a stationary target.

I'm needed here - don't know if that's a good thing or not, but I guess we'll find out when everything's over and the coffins are counted.

I know I sound insensitive for saying this, but thank god Father's Day is over. Got called into work three times today - stayed behind in the office after the second call - we were short-handed because there aren't enough single people working here.

It would be nice if people could stop ruining their lives with narcotics, even if it was just for one day. Everyone would get a proper day off and I wouldn't have to stay up all night finishing this report.

The phone's ringing. I guess that's the sound of Monday starting early.

Four bodies and counting. Barely any evidence to go on - weather isn't helping - but all victims had drug involvement, so the perpetrator is likely to be involved in drugs as well. Maybe an unhappy supplier, but who knows. It could be someone under the influence.

A lot of these cases go unsolved. I don't feel it's right to punish someone for crimes they wouldn't commit when they're not high or going through a low - not that they should wash their hands off what they had done, but... well. Re-offending rates speak for themselves.

Regardless, it looks like I have my workload for June sorted out. I never thought I'd be busier at the DEA than I was back in the FBI.

Getting shot at by a delusional schizophrenic high on methamphetamine was not how I wanted to spend my Friday night. Sadly, that was not my first time, and it certainly would not be the last.

I could do without getting reminded how it feels like to get shot every once in a while.

I think I'll take the weekend off.

Raided a house today. They tried to flush everything away - we were pretty lucky to get there in time and make arrests without shooting anyone.

Found the cocaine in the baby's cot, beneath where their infant had woken up when we broke the door down and started crying.

Perhaps they thought no one would look under there, but...

Sometimes you really have to wonder what we're doing to our children - what we're doing to ourselves.

Can't believe I'm saying this but this recession's turning out to be a blessing in disguise.

People are spending what money they have on things they actually need like food and fuel, and less on drugs. And doing less stupid things.

Work's been slower, but I don't think it's necessarily a good thing.