Six Sentence Sunday: Full Metal Librarian XLI (Restraint)

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While Clyota—accompanied by the omnipresent Pressman—is regrouping at Cristina’s, someone tries to override the Security Door code.  

Luckily, the intruder didn’t know about the child safety locks—and he wasn’t expecting Clyota.  It took her more than six sentences to subdue this guy, so let’s skip to the inevtable aftermath .  .  .

I took the time to rub my knee—I was going to have to start wearing body armor twenty-four seven—then rolled him over.  He was wearing a white shirt, now stained maroon, and a dark tie, and for a dreadful moment, I thought I would have to tell Christina that I’d knocked out her husband. 

But the face around the bloodied, broken nose wasn’t Harry’s.  Despite the damage, it looked familiar.  He stirred, and I looked around for something to tie his hands.

A restraint strip appeared in front of my eyes and I glanced up at the Pressman, whose face was as grim as I’d ever seen it. 

I rolled the limp intruder back onto his stomach, and secured his hands.

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 Previous Installments:

First ♦ Second ♦ Third ♦ Fourth ♦ Fifth ♦ Sixth
Seventh ♦ Eighth ♦ Ninth ♦ Tenth ♦ Eleventh ♦ Twelfth  ♦ Thirteenth
Fourteenth ♦ Fifteenth ♦ Sixteenth ♦ Seventeenth
Eighteenth ♦ Nineteenth ♦ Twentieth ♦ Twenty-first ♦ Twenty-second
Twenty-third ♦ Twenty-fourth ♦ Twenty-fifth ♦ Twenty-sixth
Twenty-seventh ♦ Twenty-eighth ♦ Twenty-ninth ♦ Thirtieth
Thirty-first ♦ Thirty-second ♦ Thirty-third ♦ Thirty-fourth  ♦ Thirty-fifth
Thirty-sixth ♦Thirty-seventh ♦ Thirty-eighth ♦ Thirty-ninth
Fortieth

28 thoughts on “Six Sentence Sunday: Full Metal Librarian XLI (Restraint)

  1. I’m really kind of interesting in the averted scenario. Clyota telling her sister, “Um, I kinda beat the shit out of your hubby.” But this is a great 6. The grim face on the Pressman was a surprise actually.

  2. I love that the Pressman looks grim; that has got to be an interesting expression on his face. And it’s always enjoyable to see Clyota take care of herself.

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