Jane smiled as she went in her front door. She was remembering hearing that new guy at the sports centre say that she was a knockout. She checked herself in the hall mirror and thought, all that training had kept her looking good. She heard a noise as a burglar came careening out of her bedroom. She deflected his knife thrust with her training bag then punched him on the side of his chin, knocking him out cold.
Then she dialled 999, but not before tying him up with the black belt she’d been awarded at karate earlier that evening.
Then she dialled 999, but not before tying him up with the black belt she’d been awarded at karate earlier that evening.
