Special Agent Jack Patrick was seen as a rising star within the Bureau, but such notoriety brings with it jealousy and politics. Jack wasn’t a politician nor could he understand why co-workers would be jealous of him. He was always telling his superiors that they had nothing to fear from him because he wasn’t after their jobs or positions. But Jack soon found it difficult to operate within the New York field office. He learned how to survive but he took his lumps along the way. He still maintained his close working relationship with the city police and his arrest record was unmatched.

After several years Jack was promoted to GS12 and was up for a transfer. He was asked to take an assignment in Washington, D.C. It was implied that this would be a stepping-stone to bigger and better things, but Jack figured if the politics in New York almost buried him, then D.C. would be the death of him. He turned the assignment down and asked for a transfer to the Los Angeles field office. He assumed he must have angered someone because his request was turned down within a few hours after he put in the paperwork. He was ordered to report to Jacksonville and join the field office consisting of a whopping six agents, and that included the special agent in charge.

Jack had never been to Florida and wasn’t thrilled about going. His girlfriend, a native New Yorker, made it quite clear that she wasn’t going with him. She had a career and she wasn’t leaving. She loved living in the city and pressured him to leave the FBI since he didn’t want the transfer anyway. He informed her that he wanted to give Jacksonville a chance and that ended their relationship.

And so the new bachelor made his way to Northeast Florida. He made lots of contacts in the Jacksonville Sheriff’s Office and began making waves. Unlike New York, his coworkers in Jacksonville liked what he was doing, and his boss encouraged him to continue. Soon, he was going to the street cops with information or to help solve problems, and they would do the same. Several agents followed in Jack’s footsteps, and the Jacksonville field office’s arrest statistics hit an all-time high. After two years, Jack was downright comfortable living in J-ville, as the locals referred to it.