Shoot on Sight Page #4

The Commissioner and I

have decided to task our own

internal inquiry.

I need someone who is not

directly involved with

bulldog and someone to liaise with

the I.P.C.C., go

through the case evidence

interview the family, make

sure there were no blunders

on our part and if there were,

make doubly sure

that those

responsible are held accountable.

Me?

Exactly. I am certain that

your findings will not be

coloured by any

misguided loyalties.

And it doesn't hurt to have a

Muslim investigating officer

does it?

The thought never occurred to me.

If I agree to do this, I'll

need an assistant, an officer

of my choosing.

Whatever you need.

There's something else.

I've heard a rumour that

Deputy Assistant Commissioner Cole

might be retiring soon?

You're very well informed.

Requirements in a senior

officer even more so than

a Deputy Assistant Commissioner

of police don't you I think.

When I was a young

constable you could wander

all over this park and never see

a single non-caucasian face.

Britain has changed.

I like to think for the better.

We need to reflect that.

We need officers who understand

the complexities of a

multi-cultural Britain.

We need officers like you.

Bring me a favourable

result to this inquiry and

I have a strong feeling this

department is going to see

its first Asian Deputy

Assistant Commissioner.

I don't know if I'll recognise him.

I saw him last when

he was just a child.

That could be him there.

The backpack the guy with the backpack.

Hey, Zaheer.

Mamu (Uncle).

Oh, that is him all right.

Excuse me. Uncle.

Welcome to London, beta (son).

Thank you.

You're looking just like your mum.

I hope not, for her sake.

Your Mami (Aunty).

Mami. Assalum aleikum

(peace be upon you).

Aleikum assalum (and upon you too).

Mashallah (Wow), your

pictures don't do you justice.

Oh, what a charmer.

It's very nice to meet you.

Same here.

- Oh, Mamu (uncle). You shouldn't.

- Oh. Come on, pal.

Is this your first

time abroad, Zaheer?

No, I went to Saudi Arabia

last year for my Umrah (Festival).

Oh, I would have loved

to have gone to Mecca

during my backpacking years.

My dear, I told you

they wouldn't even

allow you in there.

Why not?

What?

I'm not a Muslim.

You should have listened to

me when I told you to convert.

Oh, shut up.

Don't start that again.

Dekha bhi (see), never

marry a gori (white girl).

Oh, God.

Mamu, thank you once again for

your recommendation letters.

It's all right, beta (son).

I don't know how you did it.

You are a miracle worker.

Yes, I am. Though, your

Mami (aunt) might not agree.

But just concentrate on your

studies, get your degree

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