[ WP ] You thought that being in the Time Police would involve more Hitler and other Fate-of-the-World situations , but mostly it 's just preventing people from winning bets or cheating the stock market .

“ Benny! ” 
 
 I almost tripped while trying to throw on my trench coat and juggling my hat at the same time. 
 
 “ Ben, wait up man! ” 
 
 “ Time waits for no one Nathan, you should know that by now ” is all I got before I saw the bright yellow flash coming from the alley. Ben always loves to throw around the clichés when we are on a trip and I definitely could picture the face he made when he said that particular line. 
 
 As far as partners go, Ben was generally the decent sort. A bit cocky, maybe, but he has been the Warden with the highest success rate for over a three years now. The fact that for most of those cases I was able to tag along didn ’ t hurt my own reputation, but it was always his proud mug on the cover of the Time Warden ’ s monthly. That didn ’ t bother me though, I wasn ’ t in this game for the fame and glory. 
 
 Making my own way around the corner, I started to check my watch when I stomped full force into one of London ’ s fine puddles, soaking my left pant leg up to the knee. I sighed and looked back into the street to make sure no one was looking. Soaked pants were the least of my worries if I missed my mark. Taking out a small reporter style notebook I double checked my location, date and time while consulting my trusty Cartier. It was a non-descript watch, despite what the name might suggest. An angular bland timepiece, originally my dad ’ s, it had more sentimental value than anything else. It never let my down however, and that ’ s all that counts when making these trips. 
 
 While counting down the seconds I glanced back one more time while I felt the heat building up on the wall opposite me. With a low and quite satisfying rumble a man-sized hole of yellow light appeared, right on cue. I put the notebook back in my pocket and stuck out an Oxford clad foot.
