"You can start with those boxes," Harriet said, pointing to a stack of cardboard boxes piled against the far wall. "They're full of old patrol reports from the last five years that need to be sorted alphabetically by date, then filed in the correct cabinets. Think you can handle that?"

"Absolutely," I said, trying to sound enthusiastic. "I'm good at organizing."

"Wonderful!" Harriet beamed at me. "I knew you'd be perfect for this. Most young people these days don't have the patience for ...