“Nice shirt, Fletcher,” said Sergeant Murt Hourihan. “”You looking for a job in a surf store?” — Eoin Colfer

Red held me at arm’s length, grinning. “Welcome to the family, Half Moon,” he said.

In the Bernstein Manual there is a short chapter on undercover work. The first line says, in capital letters, AVOID UNDERCOVER WORK.

“Who can fathom the workings of the criminal mind?” I said, trying to sound intelligent.