Navigating the Treacherous Terrains of Trust and Betrayal

Ever wondered what it's like to live on the edge of two worlds, balancing the fine line between law and crime? Imagine keeping your cool when a new supplier scrutinizes your every move, or tapping into the emotional veins of humanity as you witness the struggles of an informant facing her mortality. This episode takes you deep into the heart of undercover police work, where I, Michael Bates, share my experiences navigating through the treacherous terrains of trust and betrayal.

Feel the palpitations of high stakes during a drug deal as I orchestrate the perfect setup, with a hidden recorder and a strategic layout that could spell life or death. The intricate dance of capturing incriminating evidence against a backdrop of an unsuspecting criminal's scrutiny is a story of tension and triumph. Join me as I relive the adrenaline-fueled moments and the critical decisions made in my apartment—a sanctuary turned tactical stage for justice.

As the episode draws to a close, it's not just about the dark corners of the criminal world; it's also an invitation. To those who've walked this razor's edge between aliases and authentic lives, reach out and share your narratives. Let's weave a tapestry that not only reveals the criminal underbelly but honors the personal sagas that shape our world behind the badge. Subscribe for more tales that venture beyond the public eye, into the very soul of undercover policing.

Chapters

• 0:00 Undercover Cop
• 12:11 Stressful Speed Deal Encounter
• 21:26 Undercover Drug Dealings in the Club
• 29:25 Undercover Cop Podcast

Transcript

Speaker 1: 0:00

Hello and welcome to my podcast Whisper in the Shadows the true story of a real-life undercover cop. I'm Michael Bates and I was a police officer for 15 years in one of the country's state police forces. I was also an undercover cop for over two years, and all the episodes of this podcast are my true stories of what it's really like to be an undercover cop. Rather, I was Michael Bates, so full disclosure Michael is not actually my real name. It was my COVID identity I used on most of my operations.

Speaker 1: 0:35

Everyone has a notion of what undercover policing is all about, whether you think they are a narc, a COVID operative, a dog or an undercover cop. Most people seem to confuse plainclothes police with being undercover. There is a very big difference, though. Most plainclothes police don't wear a uniform, so they aren't as obtrusive in public. Being covert is completely different, though. You become immersed in the world of your targets. When you're a police officer, part of your role is to investigate crimes. This means you try and find evidence to prove the person you have arrested has committed that crime. Now, this evidence can consist of physical, verbal, video and witnesses. When you're an undercover police officer, though, you are the evidence and you are the reason someone gets convicted of the crimes. That is both exciting and dangerous. So why don't we get on with the next episode? Welcome back once again, as we get toward the end of the Whisper in the Shadows podcast, the true stories of Michael Bates, a real undercover police officer who was me. Thank you for joining me and I hope you're enjoying listening to them as much as I am and telling them.

Speaker 1: 1:52

At the end of last episode, I just bought some speed through a guy I had met at one of the clubs. Needless to say, the supplier turned out to be good for a whole lot of things and I only did the one buy because, quite frankly, the group scared me and that one by was enough to pick him up. It wasn't just the whole puppy thing, although that was a huge red flag, they all just gave off bad vibes. Gavin was also really, really flaky. So in the end, I focused on other targets, like the brothers and Alphonse. Now, as I've already mentioned, alphonse was the brother of a notorious strip club, brothel and peep show places. How he was able to still be in business was beyond me, but he was. He owned the club where I met him and where the now infamous lap dance took place. Now the club is still there. I was only walking past it a few months ago. It looks a lot less dingy than it did in my day, but hey, some things never change. I will really have to go back and check it out.

Speaker 1: 2:50

So Betty had been off having some appointments and we'd been out of touch for about a week. When I finally got to talk to her she wasn't sounding very well. She laughed it off and we talked about Alphonse and she said he was keen to sell to me but wouldn't do it in the club. We had already decided to do it at my place so we could get it on video. It was just finding a time where it worked. The brothers were also eager to sell and wanted to have another meeting with me to discuss terms and ongoing supply. I agreed to meet them at her place later that week.

Speaker 1: 3:22

Now Betty was actually sick. She'd been diagnosed with cancer and was getting treatment, but as I later found out, it was terminal. I'm guessing it the cancer was one of the reasons she was going to help dismantle this drug syndicate, or rather syndicates. She did end up telling me one night at her place over a glass of red I can't say I wasn't or just a little upset. I know it sounds funny, but you actually do bond with some of these informants and targets. For that matter, as I've already said, they generally aren't bad people, they've just done bad things. I genuinely like Betty and I was sad that she was going to go through that cancer battle.

Speaker 1: 4:03

We had a very long conversation where she gave me a big insight into her life, where she grew up, went to school, all the things that formed who she was, and how she came to be sitting in that tiny apartment talking to me as an undercover cop. I don't remember her being angry or sad or regretful of choices. She had lived her life and that was that. Did she wish she had not done some of the things she had? Sure, like getting caught, but I got the impression she didn't regret her life.

Speaker 1: 4:32

During the conversation I learned a lot about the underbelly of our city. There were stories of politicians, business people, even clergy, and some of the things they had dabbled in that would sully their stand-up reputations. Years later, I worked for one of these people at a company that he was on the board of. Every time I met him or saw him I couldn't help but think of how much he was or had deceived the world and why he would hide who he really was. I mean, I know why he was married and had been both at gay clubs both before and after that marriage. His previous roles would also have been questioned if his extracurricular activities had come to light. How they hadn't was beyond me, same with some of the other high-profile and high-level politicians. Again, obviously these stories were just that and I never broached them with him. But there are times when you just know. I had no reason to doubt Betty. She had no reason to lie, so I just knew.

Speaker 1: 5:34

The meet with Alphonse was organized for late one afternoon. I was living in a newish two-bedroom apartment and I had all the bits and bobs you have, like a lounge and a TV, dvd player, a dining table and chairs, a bed, bedside tables in the master bedroom and a hutch in the living dining room. There was the second bedroom, which was basically a spare junk room, so I kept all of my notebooks, laptop videotapes etc, etc. In there. It was a mess. There was a desk and an old single mattress in case I had someone to stay over, but there was stuff everywhere.

Speaker 1: 6:08

Now I had been out playing golf with the boys earlier that day and had got caught in traffic heading home. Alphonse said he'd come by at about 4.30pm, but I wanted to be there well before in case he turned up early. Plus, I had to clean up the incriminating stuff and also set up the camera, so pressing play would be easy. I had to clean up the incriminating stuff and also set up the camera, so pressing play would be easy. Of course, best laid plans and all of that, we took longer than I had hoped at golf. Well, okay, maybe I lost track of time. Then there was traffic, which back then was nowhere near as bad as it is now, but still bad enough to cause me stress. I got home at about 4.10pm. I know this because I had a text from my controller asking me where I was. I parked the car. Go out onto the street and have a quick look around to see if I could see Alphonse's car parked anywhere. I couldn't. I have time, I said to myself. I ran inside and raced upstairs.

Speaker 1: 6:59

Now, as I said before, the spare room was messy. What I probably left out was that the unit itself was messy. I was a single lad Well, a married single lad Living by myself with no one to say to me why haven't you put that away? Or don't leave your shirt on the floor? Or when are you going to wash those dishes? So yeah, it was a mess. Where do I start? I thought to myself. Also, I had to get changed because I was in golf clothes. Not sure how I'd explain that to him. Then I had to put a video tape into the recorder for the camera and make sure it was turned on and all reset up so it didn't look like he was being recorded.

Speaker 1: 7:43

Now. Do you remember when you were a kid and your parents asked you to clean your room? You'll get all the clothes and junk and throw it on the bed off the floor and pull the cover over to try and hide it. Well, that was plan number one. Then I did a quick run around the living area and grabbed the plates and cups and rubbish and put everything well, except the rubbish into the dishwasher. Plan number two done.

Speaker 1: 8:07

The spare room was going to take forever, so I got the incriminating stuff, put it all in a box I had and put that in the dishwasher too. I certainly hoped he wasn't going to want to check out my appliances. Not sure if you remember me telling the story of keeping a credit card in the butter container, but I know why sometimes you put things in stupid places. There was still mess all over the place, but I thought that'll do. I had my own personal desk computer with me at the times, as well as the laptop, so it was set up in the spare room. I couldn't do anything with it, so I threw a sheet over it. That'll hide it, I thought to myself. Then, as a final act of hiding, I pulled the door closed.

Speaker 1: 8:48

Just as I get to the camera setup, the bell goes. Now, luckily for me, it was the bell to the outside door, not the inside one. And secondly, it was one of those video phones. I pulled out the recording part of the setup, got out a tape and was trying to get it out of the packing. Breed goes the door again. I get up and walk over to the video phone picking it up. Hello Nick, is that you Can't see? You, said Alphonse. Yes, mate, it's me. You won't see me. Only I can see you. Oh shit, okay. Can I come in then? Fuck, I thought to myself. I don't have the camera set up. Can I come in then, fuck, I thought to myself, I don't have the camera set up. Okay, so he is a little overweight. It will probably take him four or five minutes to walk up the stairs to where I am. I have enough time. I press the entry button. Yes, mate, just push on the door. I'm on the upper floor, third door, on the right Righto. Mick, I'm on my way. I hang up.

Speaker 1: 9:43

The video phone ran back to the hutch or bookcase or whatever you want to call it. I put the tape in and pushed it all the way back inside in its hiding place in the hutch. I didn't put the cover back on because the on switch was on the camera, which was hidden inside a clock radio that was sitting on the hutch shelf and I needed to check it was recording. Now, the camera and clock was hardwired into the recorder. It was made to look like a power cable came out of the bottom that went into the wall, but part of that cable also ran down a little hole underneath the clock and into the recorder. I turned the camera on and the green light was illuminated on the recorder. That was about three minutes, any minute, and I was going to get a knock on the door. I put the cover back on the hiding place, but as I did so I didn't put it on straight. Remember this was the first time I had used it for recording a buy.

Speaker 1: 10:33

Ding dong came the front doorbell. Fuck me, I cursed under my breath. Coming mate, I yelled out. Now I was on my knees on the floor setting up this stupid thing. I didn't notice that At that point the cover was skew-iff and looked like part of the hutch at the bottom had come away. As I stood up I grabbed onto the shelf of the hutch to help me up. As I did so, I must have knocked the clock a little bit. It was set up to cover the dining table and the front door. I didn't notice it at the time because I was rushing and I was stressing I dust myself off. Ding-dong came the bell again, followed by a couple of bashes on the door, made by a hand, not a fist. I run over and open it up.

Speaker 1: 11:16

Standing in the doorway was Alphonse, looking rather pissed at having to wait. Now he was an older guy, european, well southern European background, probably about five foot six, so a little shorter than me, but rotund. I wouldn't have said all of it was fat either. He was allegedly a muscly little guy and he was also someone you didn't want to piss off, mate. I said what took you so long, mick? I was standing here forever and he said back yeah, sorry, mate, really I was just cleaning up a bit. What do you think you're going to fuck me after the deal or something, came his reply. Nah, nothing like that, you know how it is. I said yeah, okay, he replied. I wasn't sure if he bought it, but he didn't seem overly suspicious, just more annoyed at being made to wait. Do you want a coffee or a tea? I asked as I moved him towards the dining table. Nah, I'm good, he replied.

Speaker 1: 12:11

He was looking around the apartment and not being corralled to where I wanted him to go. Mind if I have a look around, he asked. Now, I did mind, and I didn't want him to go poking his nose into anything. Uh, yeah, sure. Do you want the 50 cent tour? I said laughingly. Over here is the lounge and the kitchen. You can see through there. I have a balcony that runs out off the lounge and across to the bedroom. I said he followed me into the kitchen. Shit view. He said well, we are in suburbia, mate, I replied.

Speaker 1: 12:44

He then walked over to the bedroom past the hutch. This, this is where the workbench is. Then he asked Um, yeah, I guess. So it's my bedroom and I have an en suite. He stuck his head in and had a look around.

Speaker 1: 12:58

As I was walking over to the bedroom entrance, I tried not to look directly at the camera, but I did. As I looked down, my heart skipped about three beats. The piece of the hutch that was covering the hiding spot of the recorder was ajar. Now, not a lot, but I noticed it. If he had looked at me, I was probably going white and then flush and then sweating, because that's what it felt like. In reality, he walked straight past it already and didn't notice it, but that thought didn't enter my mind.

Speaker 1: 13:28

I again had one of those lucid moments where my body went. What is the escape route? How do I get to the door before he grabs me? Do you think he's wearing a gun? Speaking of guns, where is my gun? It was in my cupboard, in my bedroom, hiding at the back of it under a pile of clothes. It's big, he said as he walked back out.

Speaker 1: 13:48

It took me a second to comprehend what he had said and said huh, oh yeah, the bedroom. It is quite big, isn't it? He then turned and started to walk up little hallway which had the main bathroom and the toilet on one side and the spare second bedroom on the other. Don't look in the spare room, I said to myself. I don't want to have to explain that. He looked in the bathroom. Not bad, he said. He then stopped and looked at the closed door. He motioned with his head. What's in there, mate? Just a spare room, basically my junk room where I keep all the mess. I also have my computer and a desk in there. I said you have a computer? He asked what do you use it for, mate? You know I go onto chat sites and some of those porn sites. That's why it's in there, so people don't see what I'm doing from outside. I said you dirty fucker. He replied he took me at my word and didn't open the door. I breathed an internal sigh of relief.

Speaker 1: 14:43

Now, back in those early 90s, the internet was just starting off, so chat rooms were the big thing. You could literally chat to anyone about anything, organise a hookup, organise to buy drugs. They weren't highly regulated and they were mostly anonymous. It was the wild west of the web, but he appeared to buy that explanation, which calmed me down.

Speaker 1: 15:03

I was still stressed about seeing the ajar piece of the hutch, though Now I had pre-organised how we were going to sit. I had put three chairs at the table. One had stuff piled on it which meant it was taken. I was going to sit at the chair that was at the top end edge of the table, and the other chair was virtually facing the camera. The idea was that there would be a clear angle of his face, nothing blocking the view of the table, so everything could be seen and recorded. I would count the money on the table and out loud, so it all got picked up, and he would hand me the drugs across the table. Now we already know how well me and plans go, don't we? Well, as an initial one, as an initial run, it was actually going well. He sat where I expected him to and I sat where I had wanted to.

Speaker 1: 15:51

The camera had a clear view of his face and table. He also couldn't see the hutch from there, ie the piece I was stressing over. He could see the clock though, mate. Your clock is slow, he said to me as I sat down, is it. I replied, looking over at it nervously. Yeah, he said, and he was right. It was about 18 minutes slow.

Speaker 1: 16:11

I had no idea why, but I quickly said yeah, the power did go out for a bit last night. Maybe that was it. Haven't noticed. I'll fix it up later. He nodded his head Right. So how much did you want?

Speaker 1: 16:23

He asked Didn't we do this already with Betty? I replied yes, mick, just confirming. Don't get your silk knickers in a knot, came his reply. I'm not wearing any, came my reply. He just laughed and threw his head back. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a clip seal bag with a whitish pink crystallized powder. That looks good.

Speaker 1: 16:42

I said your customers will like this a lot. I can promise you that. He replied so three grand? I asked yes, mick, that was what I asked for. Alphonse replied yep, sure, just checking. I said it's in my spare room. Let me go and get it. Yeah, I asked. Yes, go on, go on. He replied. Now he didn't take his eyes off me. He watched me get up and walk to the spare room, open the door and inside I left the door open so he could see what I was doing. Well, hear what I was doing.

Speaker 1: 17:14

I grabbed the money out of a bag. It was in mostly $100 notes with some 50s. I came back out of the room and pulled the door closed. I had the money folded up in my hand and I looked up at Alphonse. He was just staring at me. I gave him a quizzical look and walked back to the table and sat down in my chair Just checking. You didn't have anything else in your hands, mick. Nothing personal, he said. That made me feel a little uneasy. It also made me wonder what he had on him. I have no doubt he was carrying. That made me feel somewhat more anxious now, when I think back on the situation, than I remember feeling then. Maybe it was the adrenaline or maybe I have repressed that anxiousness.

Speaker 1: 18:00

Put the money on the table. Do you want me to to count it? I asked, if you like? He replied with a grin. So I started counting out $3,000. When I finished I passed it over to him and he counted it a second time. All good, I asked yes, mick, correct weight. He replied. Can I have the gear? I asked. He put the money in his pocket. Now, if I was going to get ripped this was the point it would happen. Alphonse had both the drugs and the money. I didn't have any weapons that he could see. He most probably did Another anxious moment for me, but, as always, there was nothing to worry about.

Speaker 1: 18:37

In full view of the camera, he passes me the bag and says it is really good speed, mick. In full view of the camera, he passes me the bag and says it is really good speed, mick. You will like it and you'll be back for more, mate. I have no doubt I will be. I have someone lined up already to get some tonight. I said how much are you selling it in? He asked Just 0.25s. I said Can I jump on this? Look, I wouldn't the first time, but maybe another half won't hurt next time. He said.

Speaker 1: 19:03

Afonso got up and said he was going to go as he had to be at the club. I went and put the gear in my bedroom and came back out. Afonso was standing staring at the hutch and the clock. Mate, that really bugs me, having it slow. He said yeah, well, I'll fix it later, so next time you won't know. I replied he was looking straight down the barrel of the camera and it didn't even register. I walked him to the door, or more like, escorted him out very subtly, mind you, I might come in tonight or maybe tomorrow night. I said to him Sure, mick, benny knows I'm always there. He replied I'll let you know what my customers think. With that he padded his pocket and walked out. I had the video phone turned on so I could see him exit the building. Only then did I breathe a sigh of relief. That was far too stressful for a first buy.

Speaker 1: 19:55

These speed dealers were a different breed and had the appearance of being dangerous. I know that the bigwigs in the heroin trade were dangerous, but it just seemed much more in your face with speed dealers. Maybe that was because there were a lot of bikies getting in on it and that was the culture bravado and bullshit, anyway. So Alphonse had left and I sat at the table for a minute and collected my thoughts. I then got up and went to the hutch and turned off the camera. I opened the secret compartment and took out the recorder and ejected the tape. At least that looked like it had recorded, which was a good outcome given the day I had been having. I turned it off, put it back into its hiding hole and closed it up Properly.

Speaker 1: 20:37

This time Now I had a video player, kind of like a handheld one, that I could use to watch the videos. Had I been a single guy, it may have got a thorough testing regime on a nightly basis, but I wasn't and I would never use it for that sort of inappropriate recording. Anyway, I grab it, the tape and the drugs and head off to my controller's place to hand over the evidence, check the tape and do a basic run of notes. Oh, and also let him know I was still alive. On the drive over there and remember this was his real house I was going to, I thought, crossed my mind that it would be funny if I was pulled over now with a bag of speed just sitting on my front passenger seat out in the open. Any uniformed copper would think it was their lucky day. After a quick chat I pulled out the video player and put the tape in. I rewound it and pressed play.

Speaker 1: 21:26

Now it wasn't the clearest picture and it was black and white. I had found the best results were to use it with the light on in the dining room, but the either was off and that gave the best picture quality. You could see me at the door. You knew it was me because, firstly, I was the only one inside at the time and, secondly, I looked straight at the camera unconsciously. You see me open the door and greet someone it was. Then I noticed it. The camera was facing the wrong way Well, not the wrong way, but the fantastic field of vision it had been meticulously set up to watch was off. You couldn't see who was at the door even when they came in. Luckily, alphonse walked around the unit a lot and he was captured on it.

Speaker 1: 22:08

The second issue came when we both sat down at the table. I had moved the camera ever so slightly that you couldn't see me sitting there, just a hand on the table, and you just had him in the edge of the frame. When he moved to his right, he moved out of frame. Well, his face did. What was I saying about me and Beth's laid plans? Was it a total disaster? No, not really. You got him. Him taking the money and counting it, him taking the drugs out of his pocket and him handing me the drugs. You couldn't argue. It was someone else in the room, because you couldn't see anyone for over 20 minutes. He occasionally moved out of frame, but we were confident that we had enough. Seems the DPP thought the same when it finally came to run the prosecutions.

Speaker 1: 22:55

The next day I caught up with Betty and she said she had been to the club and seen Alphonse. He was pretty happy with the deal and didn't seem to have any suspicions. In her words, I was in and no one even batted an eyelid. That night I went back to the club. I was only there for about 30 minutes. It may seem strange, but there is only so many naked women you can see before they all start to look the same. Being around them all the time desensitizes you to the female form and also to getting horny over a naked woman. It was truly a weird experience. Anyway, I met up with Alphonse and I gave some feedback that my customers loved his gear so I would need to get some more in a day or two's time. I now had his phone number so I was able to call him and organize the next deal.

Speaker 1: 23:40

It was now Wednesday night and I needed an early night. I left and went back to my unit. On the way I stopped and got some Chinese takeaway and a DVD. Quentin Tarantino had just released a new film, from Dusk to Dawn. It looked like a good film to watch something about drug dealers kidnapping a family and trying to cross at the Mexico-US border Just some light fare. I got home and by this time it was almost midnight. I had my dinner, had a few bourbons and put the DVD on. Now, if you're a little bit not into horror movies, like I am, watching a movie about vampires at midnight is probably not the best thing if you want to actually get some sleep. Oh yeah, spoiler alert they run into a coven of vampires and have to fight their way out. Summer Hayek was pretty hot, though.

Speaker 1: 24:28

On the Friday night I did my last buy with Alphonse. I went to the club that night actually looking for Betty, as she had been scarce on the ground. As it turned out, she was having some medical procedures for her cancer, but she hadn't told me or my controller that and had just disappeared off the face of the earth. I asked a few people if they'd seen her and got the old trouble in paradise. Hey responses. We had publicly shown I was my own person so I could separate myself from having to do everything through or with her. It was actually quite funny thinking back on it now. Anyway, I ran into Alphonse and sat with him at the end of the bar where he usually sat. He said it gave him the perfect view of who came down the stairs and what was happening in his club.

Speaker 1: 25:09

Mick, I thought you were going to get some more gear for the weekend. He said to me Mate, yeah, I am. I just had to find Betty and ask her about something. I replied Now that something was to buy with the brothers, but I wasn't going to tell him that. Well, I have an ounce I can give you now. He said I'd have to go and get the money. I said and you don't like doing business in the club? I reminded him no, no, I wasn't going to. I have to go and get it too. Meet me at the Cosmo in about half an hour. Can you do that? He asked. Yeah, an hour would be better. I replied Now, the Cosmo was a well-known cafe bar.

Speaker 1: 25:45

It was a place that any crook was to be seen and sometimes many coppers. It had the front part as well as the back area usually where deals were made and done without prying eyes. I left and went back to my car. As I was walking back, I rang the controller and told him that I had to come up blank on Betty, but Alphonse wanted me to buy some more speed from him tonight. That required him to go into the office, get a drawdown of cash and have it approved and signed off, hence why I needed the hour. That was done and I met my controller on the street not far from police headquarters. He handed me the money and we had a bit of a chat.

Speaker 1: 26:21

Since he was out, he decided he would go and have a coffee Guess where. He arrived about 10 minutes before and was sitting out on the footpath of part of the cafe. I walked in and tried not to look at him or acknowledge him or that I even knew him. I went down the side and out to the back room. Now there were about 10 or so people sitting at three tables. Alphonse was sitting in a booth by himself. I walked straight up to the booth and sat down opposite him.

Speaker 1: 26:48

Mick, he said, nodded his head, mate, I have got to stop all this running around. I said Do you want your gear or not? He asked me. He appeared a little short. Mate, yeah, is everything alright? You were all good when I left you an hour ago at the club. I said yeah, we just had some dickhead bucks party. Come in. He said Mate, let's make this quick, then I'll get you back to the club.

Speaker 1: 27:12

I replied I pulled out three grand in $150 notes, all rolled into a bundle with a rubber band around them. I was using my right hand, as it was closest to the wall and the hardest to see. I passed it under the table to him. Do you want to count it? I asked Nah, mick, I trust you. He said, and with that he passed me something under the table. It was obviously a plastic bag and had something powder-like in it. From the feel, I pulled into my lap, sat back and had a look. It was pinkish, white in colour and looked crystallised. That is good gear, mick, he said to me I'll be able to jump on that for sure. I said Pleasure doing business with you.

Speaker 1: 27:53

With that I put the bag in my jacket pocket and went to get up. Mate, have a good night. I said yeah, do you want to come back for a drink? He said Nah, better, not Too many jacks around tonight. I don't want to get caught holding all of this. Yeah, fair enough, alphonse said.

Speaker 1: 28:09

We both got up and left together. As we got to the front I shook his hand. He walked off down towards his club and I walked off in the other direction to my car. As this was happening, my controller got up, paid his bill and walked off behind me. I literally had to turn around and see who was following me before I realised it was him. I was that paranoid of getting rolled and having the speed stolen. Jumpy munch, he said, as he smiled at me. We got back to my car and I drove him back to his. We went to my apartment where we did the lodging of the drugs as an exhibit and I made some notes.

Speaker 1: 28:44

It was well after midnight, so my controller left to go home and I decided to try and get a good night's sleep. Not more than 10 minutes later, my phone rang. All I could hear was yelling and music in the background. I looked at the number and it was one of the boys. They were out having a big night Seemed only fair that I go and join them. Luckily, we didn't end up in any strip clubs, but we did end up at the casino and again I was made to stand on my own, as per usual. I did, however, win some money on the crats table that night. That's all we have time for today's episode. Make sure you catch up next Tuesday when I detail the buys I had with the brothers.

Speaker 1: 29:25

Thanks for listening. Thank you for listening to Whisper in the Shadows my true stories of a real-life undercover cop. I hope you've enjoyed that episode. In the next one we'll explore more exciting stories from my operations. Please make sure you subscribe to the podcast so you never miss an episode. Lastly, if you're an ex-COVID operative or undercover police officer, I would love to chat to you about your experiences or, if you're feeling dangerous, tell your stories on my podcast. Please get in contact by my email, which is whisperintheshadowspodcast at gmailcom. I look forward to you joining me next time.