The office was almost empty, someone must have warned them. Empty binders on the floor, a shredder and a pile of staples. The young woman had been pushed into a corner as the two policemen entered.
“This has to be evidence”, Sergeant Yemalain rolled up his sleeves.
“The staples are only circumstantial, we need the paperwork….
or if not…
a confession will do.”
Captain Afanasy moved up to the girl and touched her cheek.
“I leave that to you Arkady.”
As the Captain closed the door. Sergeant Yemalain grinned. He unbuckled his belt and moved closer to the terrified girl.
This image made me think of why you would have all those staples left, and I guessed that there has to be a shredder somewhere (or a copying machine).
At Friday Fictioneers we try to find different stories (in hundred words) in the same picture. Rochelle selects the picture and the example. Join the fun if you want to train your skills in writing.
May 5 2017