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by Patrick O'Brien

Entering the world

I graduated from the Royal New Zealand Police College in 1971 with a Diploma in Policing, their Sportsman Award, and a brief notation on my file that simply read — officer material.

Graduation was a proud day for me, while my parents, to their credit, never expressed the disappointment they felt at my choice of career. In their view, I could have done much better than working for the New Zealand Police Department, which was something I didn’t know about until many years later.

My first posting was to Wellington Central where I took up residence in Holland House, the police barracks. I enjoyed the work, although I was often in trouble for my over zealous style — which brought me to the attention of the gray men who tapped me on the shoulder with an invitation to join their dark and murky world . . .