Wonder Woman: The
Return of Kane by marat
Chapter Five
Almost insensate
in the darkness that crushed in around her, Wonder Woman only felt the damp
tiled floor beneath her knees and the pressure at her chained wrists that were
suspended over her head. Her head was spinning. The pain and stimulation of
something left inside her prevented the dazed heroine from focusing on her
situation.
She groaned in
the face of the agony that had become her attendant.
*****
Kane ran down
the hall, gasping for breath. For more than an hour, he had been pushing his
out-of-shape body, wending his way through the labyrinthine halls of the
underground complex, checking room after room, some of them more than once,
looking for a young blonde woman. He never stopped to ask himself why he was
doing it.
As he turned the
corner and gazed down the corridor that looked like every other hallway in this
place, he couldn’t tell whether he had traveled this way before or not. Then,
without warning, a set of double doors located about fifteen yards away swung
open and two huge men, laughing and patting one another on the back, walked
quickly away from him. He recognised them immediately: Valdez and Jonas. Jonas
dabbed his nose with a bloody handkerchief.
Kane sprinted
the last length of hallway, standing before the still-swinging doors and
peering through the glass at the darkened interior of the women’s locker room.
Cautiously, fearfully, he reached out his right hand and slowly pushed open one
of the doors. Kane tried to peer into the blackness. Even the bright light from
the hallway didn’t illuminate much more than the semicircle of the tiled floor
that lay in front of him. Holding the door open he stood behind the other,
closed, door, peeked his head around the edge, and listened.
Finally, he
asked softly, ‘Audra?’
Inside the
locker room, all was pitch black. The narrow wedge of light that spread outward
from the open door showed nothing other than two fixed wooden benches near the
entrance.
‘Audra? Are you
here?’
Kane reached his
hand inside the locker room, brushing up and down the wall next to the doorway,
looking for the light switch. For what seemed an interminable period, all he
felt was the smooth painted surface. Finally, however, the plastic cover met
his searching fingers. He flicked the switch upward and brilliant neon light
flooded the room.
Wonder Woman was
near the far wall, close to the entrance to the carpeted dressing area that led
to the showers. When the lights came on, Kane saw her twist her head downward,
as if her eyes had been physically struck by the bright lights.
She was on her
knees. Her arms were stretched over her head, the links of chain joining her
wrists tied to a makeshift rope that connected to pipes that ran across the
ceiling. Her athletic body leaned forward, and the heroic Amazon had buried her
face in the crook of her arms. Her magnificent body had been used by the two
men who had just left. Her satin bustier had been pulled from her body and lay
crumpled on the floor next to her. Its dramatic red and gold satin reflected
the light vividly. He saw her blue and white-starred tights in the corner
behind her. The only part of her uniform that remained on her body was the
golden girdle of Hippolyte that had settled low on her hips. Her exposed hips
and thighs seemed to be covered with scaly, dried cum. The sweat that covered
the rest of her body made it glisten in the overhead lights.
She slid off of
her knees to a position resting on the side of her right thigh and hip. As she
did so, her arms were pulled upward, revealing her beaten expression. Kane saw
that her raven-black hair hung askew, dangling in long, perspiration-soaked
strands across her stunning face and that her eyes were almost closed. Glossy
lines marking where the streams of tears had run down her cheeks were evidence
of her torture. A spool of saliva drooled from her mouth spiraling downward
toward the floor. As soon as she saw him, she turned her face from him, staring
at the ground, hoping to avoid his glance. The light glinted off her golden
tiara, highlighting the single red star in the center. Its brilliance mocked
the heroine who wore it.
As Kane drew
closer, he noticed the scuffs and small tears in the leather of her red boots.
‘Diana—er, uh,
Wonder Woman!’ he said in a harsh whisper. He wanted to ask her about Audra’s
whereabouts. Did she even know who Audra was? He had seen Liddy’s henchmen
leave, but they didn’t have the blonde with them. Would Wonder Woman know anything
about Audra?
As Kane looked
down on the Princess of the Amazons, he saw the pain in her face. Suddenly, he
realised that before there could be any attempt to find Audra, and perhaps
effect a rescue, this woman would need to be unfettered, both physically and
mentally.
The helpless and
humiliated Champion of All Women turned away from him. Her nakedness and her
sexual debasement—the second such degradation in so short a time—made the
heroine seek a safe haven, any refuge, any corner where she could hide from
witnesses to her shame.
Kane removed his
jacket and wrapped it around the debased, violated woman.
She took a large
gulp of air as she tried to say something. All that came out of a shudder and a
short groan. She shifted her weight again, and then whispered, barely audibly,
‘Pl—please….’ She took another gulp of air. As she squeezed her eyes shut, she
moaned quietly, ‘In-… side… inside me.’
Gently and ever
so slowly, Kane helped Wonder Woman shift her position so that she sat
uncomfortably on the tile floor. He carefully reached down between her thighs
and up toward her vagina, where he himself had only recently had had his dreams
fulfilled. Protruding barely a half-an-inch from that Elysium was the hard
ivory of a massive dildo. Soaked with her fluids, its surface slipped twice
from his fingers as he tried to grab it. In frustration he tried a third time,
and the clumsy scholar only succeeded in pushing it infinitesimally deeper into
the heroine. He heard pain in her intake of breath, but the helpless, exhausted
woman could no longer scream.
He tried again.
This time he only succeeded in twisting the ivory a few degrees. Despite the
agony she felt from other parts of her body, the combination of pain and
ecstasy showed as she stiffened her spine and raised her eyes to the ceiling.
Trying once again, this time Kane felt it begin to ease from her sex. Bit by
significant bit, he relieved the avenger. He saw the lines on her face smooth
out to reveal the pristine loveliness that he knew so well. With each little
bit of the sex toy that emerged from within her, she sighed, he thought,
gratefully.
It took long
minutes, but eventually the fourteen-inch object was removed. Kane looked at it
in disgust, a disgust he felt for himself. The white object was thickly coated
with the superheroine’s honey, and as its sweet odor filled his nostrils, he
came near to retching. He harkened back to his own rape of this woman mere days
ago, and the smell revived the sense of triumph he had experienced then, a
triumph now polluted by what he had facilitated: The drug he had used to defeat
Wonder Woman had allowed brutes to destroy her. He violently threw the ivory
phallus against the farthest wall of the room.
He gently lifted
the unsteady Champion to her feet, at the same time pulling his jacket over her
chest. Now standing, her chained wrists were suspended in front of her. Kane
reached for the improvised cords that secured her to the ceiling. He pulled at
them, several times, failing to release them, and her. Finally, frustration
showed in his face and he reached into his pocket and pulled out a narrow key.
He inserted it into one of the metal loops that circled the Amazon’s wrist. It
opened easily and her right arm dropped to her side.
Wonder Woman
felt her Amazon strength return to her, but her relief at the resurgence of her
power was tempered by the humiliation she had suffered. Kane quickly released
her other wrist, returned the key to his pocket, and then led the shaking woman
to a nearby bench, where he helped her to take a seat. Then he gathered up the
crushed red-and-gold satin breastplate and the blue and white-starred tights
from the floor. As if approaching an alter with an offering to a goddess, he
brought Wonder Woman’s uniform to her. As he looked over her abused body, Kane
only noticed something now.
There was no
blood.
He sat next to
the hunched-over Champion, still holding the artifacts of her heroism. From far
back in his throat, he said very softly, ‘It’s my fault, Diana. What happened
to you… it’s all my fault.’
She didn’t seem
to hear him. Having made his attempt at confession, for a moment he thought
better of it. Then he repeated his declaration of guilt. ‘It’s all my fault,
Diana. I’m sorry.’
Her returning
strength allowed Wonder Woman to note what was being said. ‘What… what do you
mean?’
‘I… I…’ Kane
stammered. He really wanted to tell the truth. His whole body sagged as he
wrestled with his dilemma. It’s the right thing to do. It’s the only way to
find Audra. It’s the only thing I can do.
Finally, he said
quietly, ‘Let’s get you cleaned up. Then, I’ll tell you everything.’
*****
When Wonder
Woman emerged from the shower, she bore herself with an attitude much more
befitting a superheroine. As she dressed, even her torn bustier and boots
seemed to only add luster to the glory of her beauty and dignity. Now,
restored, she was truly the Champion of All Women.
Kane led her out
of the locker room. This room had been the scene of an emotional rollercoaster
for the Amazon Princess in the last few hours. First she had fulfilled herself
with the ecstasy and the purity of her lovemaking with Audra, where both women
had experienced a sensual completeness and union. It was a bond between the two
women which no male would understand or comprehend. But it had been
followed—and sullied—by the devastating rape carried out by Valdez and Jonas,
an attack that was as incomprehensible to the heroine as the psychic and sexual
union would have been to any man. How had they defeated her again? She was
prepared for them; she was capable of defending herself. An Amazon’s physiology
gave her great strength, even when chained. The earlier defeat had been washed
away, and her lifespirit had been restored. Yet, when she tried to attack,
weakness overwhelmed her, a weakness that allowed the two men to humble her
again.
Kane stood
slouched over in the corner near the double doors. He stared at the tile floor,
only occasionally raising his eyes to glance at the Amazon. Now freed from her
manacles, Wonder Woman walked toward him, an inquiring look in her eyes.
‘Come with me,’
he said.
They walked a
short distance to the ‘T’ where the hallway ran into a cross-corridor. Turning
left, he led the Princess about fifty yards to a centrally located office. On
the door was a plate: G.G. Liddy. He turned to her. ‘In here.’
But he didn’t
move. Wonder Woman reached out her hand and tried to the knob. The door was
locked. When she looked at the aspiring academic, he nodded toward the door, a
heartfelt sadness showing in his eyes. She twisted the doorknob easily,
breaking the lock and opening the door. It swung open revealing a spartan
office. Kane reached inside and flicked on the light switch next to the entry.
A desk and chair, a small counter, and a padded chair were all the furnishings
to be seen. Only a framed photograph of a smiling Liddy with an also-smiling
Richard Nixon decorated the walls.
Kane walked
behind the desk. He gestured for Wonder Woman to seat herself in the cushioned
chair. He passed her a file. Wonder Woman noticed the name on the tab: ‘C.F.
Kane’.
She opened the half-inch-thick
file and quickly absorbed the information it offered. As she finished, her
shoulders had visibly drooped and her head hung a little lower. Her worst fears
had been realised.
While in prison,
Kane had had conversations with his cellmate, as often happened, about the
circumstances of his capture and arrest. That man, a white-collar felon with
contacts in the CIA, got word to some friends. They in turn had contacted Kane
about possible employment after his now-pending release.
Kane had been met
at the gate to the State Prison by a representative of the President of the
United States. (How his head must have swelled and spun at the same time,
Wonder Woman imagined.) He was taken to Washington, and the record of the
interrogation that followed was recorded verbatim, as if transcribed from an
audiotape. The professional investigators who debriefed Kane soon came to the
conclusion that hypnotism would restore a fuller and more accurate record of
what had happened months earlier in Newark.
The deep
hypnotism had worked. Kane had recalled all of the information he had been
ordered to forget under the power of the magic lasso. He had given the White
House Security Team, for this is what the organisation that now employed him is
called, all of the material he had gathered on the Amazing Amazon for that
now-discarded dissertation. All of it.
They knew about
Amazon society on Paradise Island. They knew her secret identity. They knew the
extent of her powers and her strength. They knew all of the details of her
weaknesses. They also knew what had happened to her in Kane’s hands, the things
she had only known because she had seen the films made at the time. As Wonder
Woman handed the file back to Kane, her hand shook and she felt a small
dizziness pass over her. How would she overcome this?
*****
Through all of
this Kane had said nothing. For a brief moment, their eyes met across Liddy’s
desk. Then, Kane dropped his glance, unable to maintain contact. He spoke very
softly. ‘We knew that your strength was taken from you when you are chained by
a man. The President wanted you out of the way, so we figured that the easiest
way would be a trap. You fell right into it the other night.
‘I remembered
how susceptible you are to drugs. Without them we couldn’t have defeated you in
Delaware. Well, I decided what I wanted to do to you. I wanted to use your
strengths against you. So, I decided that a drug that would take away your
strength when adrenaline is poured into your bloodstream would be exactly
right.
‘Of course,
there was no drug that acted that way. So, when the Government can’t get the
exact drug it needs, it can arrange to have it made. I simply gave the
government chemists the specifications, and they gave me the drug.’
‘You drugged
me?’
‘Much more than
that.’ Here he stopped. Wonder Woman saw tears brimming in his eyes. ‘I… I
didn’t…’ He stopped again.
‘I wanted to
punish you for what you had done to me, for what you had stolen from me in
Newark. I could have been a professor somewhere… I could…’ Wonder Woman didn’t
move as he lurched in his seat, covering his face with his hands. His shoulders
shook as self-pity overwhelmed the smallish man. It made him seem smaller.
‘I’m a good
teacher, Diana. I know my subject, and I can get students interested. There are
lots of areas in the Classics where research can be done. That’s why they’re
called the Classics: They’re relevant even today. I could have contributed
something to scholarship. Oh, I know I’m no Joseph Campbell, but I could have
made some contribution.
‘Anyway, they
came up with a drug called Ludovicalamene. I injected it into you while you
were unconscious right after you were captured. That’s why, when I…’ he paused
for a long time, ‘…raped… you… you weren’t able to stop me. When you determined
to resist, and your body fired up its defenses, you were weakened, not
strengthened. Even I could handle you alone.’
Wonder Woman
looked at Kane with disgust.
‘I’m so sorry. I
was just so angry at you. I thought you had destroyed my life, my future, everything
I ever wanted to be.’
The beautiful
Princess of the Amazons simply stared at him.
Kane tried to
change the subject. ‘That’s why you couldn’t fight Liddy’s men. Your body
naturally produces adrenaline when threatened. You prepare for fight or flight.
Anyway, the drug was—is—still in your system. It will be for another 48 hours.’
‘You did this to
me. You took away my ability to defend myself. You raped me and then you helped
others do so. How could you? You, an educated man?’
‘I told you. I
was furious with you. This was the only way I knew to get even with you.’
‘Men are like
that. When confronted with a woman who challenges them on their own terms, they
react with violence and seek to dominate her in the only way they can. When
you’re apologising to me, you should do so for your gender.’
This time it was
the scholar who was speechless.
‘In Newark, I
said that you were amoral, that you were like the scientists and doctors who
performed scientific experiments in the Nazi camps. It seems that, for all the
knowledge you profess and all the knowledge you have gained, you haven’t
learned anything about Right and Wrong. You claim to have something to offer in
the Classics. Evidently, you haven’t studied Ethics or Morals.’
Kane felt a
coldness enter the pit of his stomach. He knew that the superheroine was right.
But he also had to get her to save Audra from Liddy. She was the only one who
could. He despaired of that possibility. She certainly didn’t owe him a
thing.
Wonder Woman
continued to berate Kane. ‘While you’re studying the “Classics”, why don’t you
see whether there’s something in there about Man’s inhumanity to Man. And even
more specifically, his inhumanity to Woman. Look at what Hercules did to
Hippolyte, the Queen of the Amazons, after he’s defeated her. Or how Zeus
behaved. Or Narcissus. The mythology is filled with stories of Men who
mistreat, discount, and rape women. Do you think there might be a lesson there?
A lesson that’s relevant for today? “That’s why they’re called the Classics.”’
‘Wonder Woman,
please stop.’
‘Why should I do
anything you ask?’
Kane now told
the beautiful Princess everything he had discovered about Liddy’s grotesque
plan: About how government scientists had extracted Hitler’s DNA and how he had
planned to introduce an embryo into the Amazon to carry it for him; about
Audra’s kidnapping and her improvised role in the project. Wonder Woman sat,
slumped, in the chair by the time he finished. The possibility of stopping
Liddy seemed bleak.
‘I think I know
where he’s taken Audra,’ Kane was saying. ‘There’s an old CIA safe house across
the river in Maryland. They don’t use it much any more and Liddy often talks
about turning it into a personal retreat.
‘Please, Diana.’
Wonder Woman shuddered when he called her that. ‘Please, Diana. You’re the only
one who can rescue her. I don’t know whether you got to know her at all, but
she means more to me than everything I ever may have. Please save her. After
that, you can do what you want to me.’ He rose from his seat and removed the
framed photo of the President and his boss from the wall. Behind it was a small
safe. He looked at the heroine with beseeching eyes.
The beautiful
Amazon Princess rose and walked to his side. ‘Do you want me to break into
this, too?’
‘Your magic lasso
is in there.’
Wonder Woman
grabbed the dial and was on the verge of tearing it from the face of the safe.
Suddenly, Kane’s face lit up with an inspiration. ‘Wait! Try 20-4-89.’
The Amazon’s
deft fingers quickly twirled the combination. The door swung open. ‘That
combination probably opened half the safes in Nazi Germany. And 30-1-33 opened
the other half,’ Kane said smugly. When Wonder Woman looked at him, the smile
disappeared from his face.
Reattaching her
golden lasso to her belt, Wonder Woman seemed complete again. Even the tears in
her bustier and boots seemed to vanish.
*****
Kane had given
the Amazon the location of the small estate that he believed housed Liddy’s
operation. He paused dramatically and looked steadily into her flawless features.
‘To avoid the effects of the Ludovicalamene, you must avoid excitement, anger,
fear, anything that would lead to the production of adrenaline.’
‘You make it
sound easy. You know that an Amazon’s physiology is heightened compared to
normal men. One of the sources of our power is the strength we gain from the
way our systems react to stimuli.’
‘I also know of
your Zen-like ability to master your emotions, to keep your head when all
around you are losing theirs, and blaming it on you.’
‘Spare me the
Kipling. It won’t be easy and you know it. How do I know this isn’t just
another trap?’
‘You have only
my word. And, despite all I’ve done to you, and attempted to do to you, have I
ever lied to you?’
Wonder Woman
decided to change the subject. ‘You said the President wanted me out of
the way?’
‘That’s what I
was told.’ Kane was grateful for the new direction. ‘You were a threat to some
plans he’s evidently had drawn up.’
As Wonder Woman
exited the room into the brightly lit hallway, she said, ‘I know of these
plans.’
*****
It was late
afternoon. Wonder Woman had been confined to the subterranean chambers beneath
the White House for so long that she had lost all sense of time. She didn’t
even know what day it was. How many days had she been confined, tormented,
there? How long had it been since she had seen Penelope, her roommate? It
seemed like months, though she was sure it had only been days. As her
star-spangled formed floated high above the traffic moving to and from Maryland
on I-95, she searched out the obscure farm road that led to the estate.
Inevitably, it
was there, there behind the line of trees that Kane had told her marked the
turn. Her lithe form dropped lower, carried on the air currents, and finally
her boots came to rest on the soft grass next to the dirt path that led to
Liddy’s hideout. Standing tall, the Amazon took a few deep breaths, bringing
her body, and her power, under control
Kane’s
description of Liddy’s plan meant that there was little time to spare. The sun
was still high in the sky; so waiting for the cover of darkness was not an
option. Wonder Woman had to get to the house as quickly as possible. Audra may
already be undergoing the procedure to implant the reborn Hitler within her.
While it may not be torture, or even painful, to do so, the procedure had to be
stopped.
Kane had told
her that the house had no basement and that the first floor was not used at
all—mostly storage rooms and a library. That left the second and third floors.
Wonder Woman considered that Liddy probably would have his lab at the safest
part of the house, in the middle of the third floor, in the interior, if
possible. She noticed that though the first and second floor windows were
barred, the third floor was not. Perhaps it might be possible to enter at the
end of the building.
*****
The Amazon
Champion let herself into the house through a window on the east side of the
house, away from the sun. It appeared to be a bedroom. She moved through the
shadows toward the door. The Champion of the Amazons gingerly opened it and
peered into the hallway.
There was no one
in sight. From her vantage point at the end of the hall, she could see the
stairwell leading to the second floor. There were only shadows reaching up from
that level.
Her powerful
body slid through the door and into the hall. The carpeting was thick, plush.
Wonder Woman moved quickly, knowing that there was little likelihood of a
squeaking floorboard to give her away. She used that speed to swiftly check the
doors along the passageway. Only the door to a single interior room was locked,
she discovered.
Of course, she
thought. They would be waiting for her.
*****
She was right.
Inside the room,
Liddy, Valdez, Jonas, and two others waited. And strapped to a table was the
naked, blonde form of Audra LeVelle. Audra’s narrow ankles were strapped into
stirrups so that her spread thighs stretched upward from her hips and her knees
were bent. Exposed and vulnerable, dried trails of tears were visible on the
side of her face. But her cries were muffled by the purple gag that secured the
ball of cloth in her mouth. Her wrists were also strapped to the table on which
she lay, near the sides of her head. The leather of the examination table
squealed softly as her toned body squirmed.
But none of the
men watched the erotic movements of her petite, flawless body. They all stared
at the door, and, more specifically, at the doorknob, which they now saw begin
to turn, first one way, then the other. Wonder Woman was in the house. She was
at the door. They knew how to defeat her. Two among their number had done so
twice. But in each case, she had been chained, her strength taken from her.
Would they be able to do so again, when she was at her full power? They also
knew of the drug that slumbered in her system, awaiting the adrenaline that
would give them the advantage they needed.
*****
Wonder Woman
knew what was on the other side of the door. She also knew that going through
that door was the only way to rescue Audra. She focused into the center of her
being, slowly drawing deep breaths, her eyes closed, determined that her mind
remain in control of her physical being. If she lost control, she knew that she
would again fall into the hands of her enemies.
Grasping the
doorknob, she pushed hard, shattering the lock and powering through the doorway
into the darkness on the other side.
Four of the men
stood about twenty feet inside the door, directly in front of the Amazon
Champion, bathed in a pool of bright light. The fifth was next to the
examination table where the struggling, moaning figure of Audra LeVelle was
secured.
‘Welcome, Wonder
Woman,’ George said, cheerfully, as she entered and got her bearings. ‘We’ve
been expecting you.’ Audra and the single man in white were behind and to the
right of the large group of men. She stood in the small rectangle of light at
the doorway, gauging the situation. There was darkness between the light that
surrounded her and the pool of bright light that wrapped around the figures in
the center of the room.
‘Then you know that
I’ve come for her,’ the Princess said, her head nodding toward the captive girl
strapped to the table.
‘Ohh, I can’t
allow that. Not yet,’ the bald mustachioed figure replied, the ceiling lights
reflecting off his polished dome.
‘I know what
you’re intending to do. How can you, a citizen of the United States, a public
official sworn to protect our freedoms, want to bring back that—monster?’
Wonder Woman asked. Her voice remained even, almost calm.
Liddy smiled.
‘Because he was the greatest figure of my lifetime. He wanted to elevate the
human race to its full potential. That too is my goal.’ He paused, then
continued, ‘Is it not also yours? Isn’t it what the Amazon race is dedicated
to?’
The slandering
of her race struck the Princess like a blow across her face. She caught her
breath and looked briefly to the floor. In that instant, Liddy cast his eyes
toward Valdez, who moved a step closer to the Amazon. Liddy smiled to himself.
The beautiful
Amazon regained her composure almost immediately. ‘The Amazons seek the
fulfillment of the human race through virtuous means,’ she replied. ‘And I
intend to prevent you from achieving your goal.’ She looked at Audra, lying
still on the leather examination table. Next to her, a dark man in a white lab
coat seemed frightened.
It took mere
seconds for the superheroine to reach the table and release her friend as
though the bonds that held her were paper. As she helped the girl up, Audra
removed the purple gag. Wonder Woman’s warning stare was sufficient to keep Dr.
Ganguly at bay. The flawless blonde’s lissome body twisted out of the stirrups
and sat on the edge of the table. Wonder Woman helped her step to the floor
and, eyeing the men, led her to the door that now hung off its hinges. She
looked out into the hall and saw that it was bare. She looked at the man who
was nearest her. ‘Might she borrow your coat?’ the Amazon asked, the politeness
dripping with sarcasm. He was, like the others, very large, and as he handed
over the blue blazer, Wonder Woman knew it would amply cover the petite form of
the young woman she had rescued.
She smiled at
Audra as she gently pushed her into the hallway. ‘Go now,’ she whispered. The
blonde’s tear-stained eyes looked back in fear. ‘Go,’ she said again.
*****
As Audra escaped
down the hall, throwing on the jacket that would reach to her thighs, the
Amazon Princess turned to the men in the room. Just as she did so, the man
whose jacket now covered the little blonde one leapt across the darkness at the
heroine. Catching him in mid-flight, Wonder Woman casually tossed him against
the wall on the other side of the open door. The crash of his big body startled
Audra as she made her way downstairs. Fleeing down the steps as quickly as she
could, and gazing after her looking for pursuit, she didn’t notice as the front
door eased slowly open.
*****
The man was
knocked out, but was otherwise uninjured. Liddy was concerned. The odds had
been reduced to no purpose. It would be difficult enough to take the Amazon;
but now that one of his fool henchmen had tried to act too soon, he had made it
more difficult for all of them.
Liddy knew he
had to agitate the heroine, if conquest and capture were even possible. He had
made a start with his reference to Hitler’s goals. He knew Wonder Woman’s weak
point, but whether he had enough time to exploit it was not certain. He only
needed a little break. Dr. Ganguly’s chloroform would take care of the rest.
End of Chapter
Five
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