It was October 15, 2018 — a Monday. My name’s Friday, I carry a badge.
It was sunny in Los Angeles but not hot – a typical autumn day in the City of Angels. I was working bunko in the FBI LA Field Office. The boss was Paul Delacourt (Pauly-D), Assistant FBI Director.
I was spending my afternoon organizing binder clips in my desk drawer by size, and thumb drives by storage capacity when the No. 2 in the office, SAC Voviette Morgan, stuck her head in my cubicle and said “The boss feels like a ballgame. I lined up some comps from a guy who owed me — we’re leaving in 10. Can’t take the chopper — too high profile. Everyone drive their Bu car. We’ll go Code 3 in a caravan to the stadium the way Comey taught us.”
Dodger Stadium was the call. The Boys in Blue v. the BrewCrew from Milwaukee in a MLB playoff game. I hoped the brews would be gratis in recognition thereof. But was I wrong.
And it continues.