Dr. Bradley leaned back and folded his hands together, his fingers forming a steeple under his chin.  “Like I said, you’ll have to work with what you’ve got.  That may not be enough to get their attention, but . . . heck, stranger things have happened, I guess.”

He graduated with a dismal 2.8 GPA, which was good enough to meet the 2.5 minimum entry requirements for the FBI.  He applied three times before he was offered an interview, albeit he never moved forward in the hiring process.  Instead of reapplying at that point, he took a full-time job at the Charity PD, beating out only one other applicant, for he had a bold plan to get himself noticed.

Cindy lowers her cup, revealing a wide Joker-like grin.  “Agent Rockford was just wondering where your next hot tip is,” she says.  “He was getting tired of waiting.”