"Chief Flávio Moreno"

This police station is wonderful; there's never a dull day. I'd been here for a month, and I'd adapted well to my new job, and my staff seemed to like the way I worked. Not to mention that my partnership with Chief Bonfim was excellent. We became friends and helped each other immensely; he treated me like a son. He was a very dignified man, with a clean record and an unblemished reputation. What bothered me was that I hadn't met this Junqueira guy yet.

"Hey, Chief! Good morning!" I walked into Bonfim's office with a box of cheese croissants that I knew he loved.

"Oh, my son, you're the man! Everyone here says so." He smiled at me. "And just because of that, I'm going to give you a gift, besides the coffee."

Bonfim stood up, poured two cups of coffee, and handed me one, sitting back down and biting into a croissant, closing his eyes to savor it.

"Hmm! You and the boss have me hooked!" Bonfim started calling Melissa the boss after the officers told him how she took