Curiosity is a dangerous thing

[Stoat]

Heinrich was terrified. The police had been waiting, and the Hessian surely dead. He ran in a blind panic, thinking only to get home. He heard running feet behind him. Suddenly a figure steeped across his path. It was Anja. Shocked at the sight of her he stopped his flight.

'€œAnja!'€ he cried as she approached him. '€œI told you not to come!'€

She stood before him, face taught with fury. He barely saw her hand fly out, but the slap he received rocked his head to the side

'€œAnja, plea...'€ His breath whoofed out as her knee connected with his groin.

'€œBastard!'€ she screamed, then spat in his face as he collapsed to the ground. He saw a pair of polished boots arrive near his face.

'€œJoerg Heinrich,'€ intoned a voice. '€œYou are under arrest on suspicion of conspiring with terrorists. You do not have to say anything, but...'€

Joerg remembered no more. All he could focus on was the pain in his groin.

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