Perilous Job Pt 3
By Boomer
A large stretch Limo pulled up to the
Refinery's main gate, and a guard approached the driver to check the
credentials. "OK the chief of security is waiting at main building over
there. The uniformed man pointed to alow green structure. The limo proceded to
the front of the building, where two people and a golf cart waited.
"Good morning Lincoln." A small
nearly bald man greeted the passenger, who exited the rear door.
The tall black man didn't return the
greeting nor did he shake hands. He wore a tan camel haired coat over the very
expensive business suit, topped by a grey fedora. The stern features of the man
stated he was here on serious business, so when he sat in the golf cart smoking
a long expensive cigar, the driver drove off towards their destination without
any fanfare.
"I wonder what that is all
about." The Chief commented as the cart disappeared down the hall and
around the first corner.
Whithin a matter of minutes, the cart
stopped in front of two large frosted glass doors stamped HEADQUARTERS
in bold black letters. Jeff exited the cart and the driver opened one of the
doors to let him enter. His camel hair coat was merely draped over his broad
shoulders, and a petite Short haires brunette offered to take it from him.
"Thank you young lady." He
shrugged his shoulders in an effort to help her.
"Would you like some
refreshment?" Linda asked with a smile.
"No thanks, I won't be here that
long." The tall black man replied and sat in a plush leather chair next to
the oak desk. After puffing on the cigar Lincoln turned to a rotund man sitting
behind that desk. "OK Winthrop, what happened?" He took another puff.
"You said you had her."
"There was a big storm and she
managed to sip away into it, but we'll find her soon." Winthrop wiped the
sweat from his brow.
"I expect a call in the morning.
Don't disappoint me." Lincoln stood and looked at the beautiful little
lady. "I'll need my coat."
Meantime Nova awoke and snapped the ropes
binding her. "Where did everybody go?" She wondered. "I'll check
the farmhouse." The wind wailed and the rain pounded against the old
siding, as Nova left the barn and sped over to the porch. She peered in one of
the dirty windows to see a man pointing his finger at the woman known as Vixen.
"He looks quite angry." She thought, and then checked the GPS.
"Damn, Starfire is over there somewhere." Nova peered through the
pouring rain, but could see nothing. The young sidekick noticed the signal was
moving towards the barn. "I'll meet her there." She turned to flee back
through, but ran into a wet foul smelling rag held by a man in a dirty wet tee
shirt. "MMMMPPHHHH!!"
"What have we here." The man
chuckled as he pressed the rag into Nova's face.
The young heroine gasped with surprise
and inhaled a deadly amount of the sedative. "Ohh I feel so weak, can't
break his grip." She struggled to get free, but the big man wrapped his
arm around the slim waist. He bent Nova backward as he pressed the rag harder
over her beautiful face and stared down into her bulging big blue eyes.
"Have to free myself." Nove
wriggled her body and pulled at the man's hairy arms, but the chloroform was
quickly weakening the sexy superheroine.
The man watched his victim's eyes turn
from wide panic mode to blurry and then roll back to show mostly white. Her
body started to go slack in his grip as those eyes hid behind her long black
eyelashes. "That's it dearue, just breathe in the chloro and go to sleep."
Vixen exited the house to see Nova's body
fall limply in the big brute's arms. She held the door open for him to carry
the unconscious stranger into the old farmhouse. Her cell phone jangled.
"We haven't recaptured her yet Winthrop. No I can't guarantee we'll have
her by morning.
Just then the big black man sat back in a
soft lether chair next a large fireplace. "Benny, get me the Jackal on the
phone. He puffed on the long cigar and waited.