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In Handcuffs
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Ivan had received the alert about the break-in at Oslov Corp just as he was headed home and decided to respond. He’d already dropped Dmitry off and was technically of duty. But it was on the way and he figured he could check it out. He notified dispatch that he was responding and pulled into the facility. He found the obvious point of break in, let dispatch know, and cautiously entered with his gun drawn but pointed down. Carefully he made his way through the facility, clearing room after room. He came to some stairs that went above and below. Procedure said to work your way down. He cleared the top two floors and was working on the third when he saw light spilling from under the doors of one of the offices. He relayed his discovery back to dispatch and then carefully and quietly walked down the hall towards the room. He seized the power so he could hear better as he walked and could make out the sounds of cabinets being opened and closed, of papers rustling. Finally, just outside the door, he heard a sharp hiss and muttering.

Vanya readied himself and his gun and opened the door with a quick movement, ready for any danger that might jump out at him. Instead, what jumped out at him was the image of a young woman, wallet in one hand and her finger in her mouth, irritation covering her face.

“Hands up!”
he commanded. She looked frustrated and complied, but not without opening her mouth to start explaining. Very quickly he cuffed her, and she went on about animal testing procedures and things like that. Vanya rolled his eyes. Another student activist. It was like they grew them in college or something. Sure, he loved rabbits as much as the next guy. Especially a nice rabbit stew, he thought hungrily. He hadn’t eaten much on his shift. But protecting people was his job, not animals. As he led her down the hall, he let dispatch know he had apprehended a ‘criminal’. He smiled to himself. She couldn’t see it, so he didn’t bother to hide it. Yeah, a real dangerous criminal. But a B&E was a B&E.

She was short, so he kept a sharp lookout for any compatriots as he took her out. Probably a couple of students in here trying to free the animals and most if not all got out. Except for her, of course. Probably the ring leader, he thought. He could tell because she wouldn’t stop talking, trying to convince him.

And, of course, because he had thought of it, sure enough there were rabbits wandering the halls. He chuckled to himself at that. Outside, as he took her to the car, a few other squad cars showed up. “Careful of your head, miss”
he said as he put her in the back of his car. Then he let the other officers know what he’d found.

Soon he was driving her to the station. For a wonder, she had gone silent. He looked at her through his rear-view and got a glare in return. He smiled. She was cute though. About his age. At another time, he might have asked her out. He laughed at the thought. She’d probably try to get him to eat organic or soy or something. Her eyes shot daggers at him, cute mouth turned down in a pout. Little brat, he thought laughing.

The car passed business after business, some of which served food and coffee. He was reminded of how tired he was. Coffee would have been nice. As if reading his mind, she sighed and said, “Couldn’t have stopped for coffee, now could you?”


He laughed. She was a brat. “Relax miss. There’s coffee at the station.”
Then he added, “We get it real special. The good stuff just like you’re used to. You’ll love it.”
He wasn’t sure if she could see the laugh in his eyes. Eh, he was just having some fun.


Edited by Ivan Sarkozy, Jun 12 2014, 09:43 AM.
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