"Ah! Sergeant!" Inspector White ushered Anna Wilde into the squad room. "I've just had the delivery of your uniform."
"Uniform, sir? Are you transferring me, then?"
"Nothing like that." White glared at Perkins and Jim-Jam, who were both smirking behind their monitors. DC Harvey, fortunately, was out on police business. "We've arranged an undercover operation to get those purse snatchers operating in the park."
"Fair enough, sir. What am I to be disguised as? A jogger? A dog walker?"
"A vendor, actually." He nodded to Sergeant Perkins, who unveiled the new uniform with a flourish. "You'll be on the ice-cream stall. What do you think?"
"Pink foam?" said Anna, glaring at the bulky costume. "How am I supposed to run in that?"
"You don't," said White. "You just keep a look-out and leave the actual catching of criminals to the big boys."