Friday, January 16, 2009
The new student at Millington Central High School was freaking out in study hall.
She'd just been talking to a boy about scoring some drugs one late September day when she turned to get her purse and couldn't find her cell phone inside.
The slight, pretty girl with dark blonde hair and a darker secret went nuts.
She jumped up and dumped the purse out onto the table, demanding, "Who took my cell phone!?"
The phone's loss itself was of no importance.
But if the thief bothered to call the stored numbers, he'd hear such greetings as: "This is Inspector Charlie Coleman of the Millington Police Department ..."
Word would surely spread through hallways and text messages that the flirty senior who transferred in August, went to class and all the games, partied with them, ate cafeteria food, showed interest in drugs, even used a marijuana image for her wallpaper on MySpace, was with the cops!
Suddenly, her deep-cover operation was imperiled just halfway through the semester.
The fake student ran to the office of assistant principal Bo Griffin, the only person on campus besides principal Ted Horrell who knew her real identity.
"Do you have Charlie's number?'' she recalled asking Griffin, referring to Inspector Coleman, who helped set up the sting.
Police shut her phone off in an hour, before anyone stumbled upon its secrets. [Mark Godsey]