Book description
Welcome to the Criminal Investigation Department, aka the
Crime Factory.
Where the cops take and sell drugs (or steal them from the police
storeroom), where they fit up, 'verbal' and harrass criminals, fight
each other, drink-drive, abuse search warrants, have sex with sources,
stab one another in the back (metaphorically), put each other under
surveillance, abuse every aspect of their power, take bribes, cover up
scandals, massage crime stats, leak sensitive information to the press
. . .
The Crime Factory.
Where they perform life-saving medical care in the street, comfort
people as they die, deal with gruesome suicides and murders as
first-on-scene, attend cot-death post-mortems, examine rotting dead
junkies for signs of murder, watch guilty rapists and paedophiles walk
free, fight drunk soldiers, gypsies and various psychotic individuals,
go undercover to catch scumbags who force-feed them crack, find
missing children, arrest thieves, muggers, dealers, rapists and
murderers . . .
The Crime Factory.
It's enough to drive anyone insane.
The first book of its kind, this is the unforgettable and explosive
true story of what life is really like as a police detective in the
twenty-first century.
Officer 'A' spent twelve years as a police officer, ten of which were
as a CID detective. He resigned from the police in April 2010 and
currently consults in private security and co-owns a successful
business.
