The wife of the Justice

It was close to midnight when a call came in to the Agency number .....my shift was almost over, it had been uneventful for the most part.  The Hill District Precient operator asked me to wait as she handed me over to the Duty Captain.....he told me that a patrol had found one of the new private motor vehicles on its side in a ditch near the Enclave.....the wife of the Justice was scarped and bruised.....and very drunk.   The Captain was asking for assistance in locating His Honor the husband....his domestic staff was of no help, and Madame was incoherent yet.....

From notes we kept on His Honor, I speculated that he might be at this hour in the company of a younger lady who lived in the Old Castle Village area.....I did not relay this speculation to the Captain....rather, I dispatched one of our own Agency officers to the suspected address.  An Officier of some experience in this sort of situation was able to contact the husband, so that he could go himself to the Precient and conduct his wife privately home, to be helped by discrete medical persons....Nothing was written down regarding this incident by the Police.....the vehicle was gone from the ditch long before dawn.  But the Log on my desk carefully recorded names, times, places....Nothing was mentioned in the newspapers of course.

This is an example of the type of thing we dealt with quite often.  Some shifts were without incident, and some shifts verged on chaos......sometimes drunkenness and infidelity were the problems, sometimes it was gunfire and murder that made the telephone ring.....