Officer Mark Houghton, Toronto Cop, on Sasha Jackson:
I don't think Sasha has ever forgiven me for dumping her when she was still in high school. At times it seems like she's spending her whole career just trying to give me grey hair. She's cute, so I can let he get away with a lot, but it's so much easier to deal with her if she's fully clothed.
She tends to call me out of the blue, and she usually has random questions about designer drugs or switchblades or even handcuffs. In Sasha's world, handcuffs take on a whole new meaning.
I've moved up the ranks of the Toronto Police, and I have respect from my supervisors and my peers, but if they knew what I know about Sasha Jackson, I'd lose my badge. I've never actually seen her commit any crimes, but I do know she has a habit of entering places where she has no right to be... and without a key.
I don't know he details, and I don't want to. Just like I don't want to know about the computer records that end up in her purse, the copies of confidential files in her back pocket, or how she ended up doing surveillance in a car when she doesn't have a driver's licence.
She claims she doesn't remember that we slept together once, during that high school romance. I don't know if she's telling the truth or not, but all I can say about that night is that it was hard to explain all the scratches on my back, the hickey on my neck, and why I was walking home at 3:00 am with no shoes on... in November.