Satan's Angels - Part two

Justice force didn't remove Max from the Satan's Angels assignment. The gang had alluded a number of agents, both male and female. But he was given a partner: Athena Holt, known as Scarlet Vixen.
"Cathy Hazlitt is perfect for you, Max," said Scarlet Vixen as she and her new co-worker reviewed the Cathy Hazlitt file. "A big blond, aggressive, reported to be a man crazy ditz."
Athena Holt had been recruited from the Amazon Sisterhood and greatly disliked Max's attitude toward women. "This should be an easy collar for you."
The sarcastic emphasis on "should" grated Max.

The file picture of Cathy Hazlitt failed the actual woman, whose smile, continually flashed across the ring at Max, illuminated her face. That illumination nearly dimmed the sparkle of her deep blue eyes.
The blond hair was fake, Max decided, but Cathy's long legs weren't.
Max settled on an early, possibly second round, knockout for Cathy. Scarlet Vixen allowed Max to make the arrest himself after he mentioned his friendship with the Vixen's boyfriend, Zack Hollander, a career thief she'd been seeing for more than a year. A word to Justice Force about the affair and Scarlet Vixen would be fired and sent back to the Amazons in disgrace.
Cathy wasn't as careful with men as Roxanna; Cathy liked them too much. Max started talking to her at the Amazonia and within a week they scheduled a private bout. For Cathy, mixed boxing was foreplay, that sometimes culminated in one of the two participants unconscious on the canvas. In the midst of a second round clinch, Max wondered what her role in Satan's Angels was. The she was a competent boxer and could likely shot a gun, but he knew he could knock her cold whenever he felt like doing it.
Okay, honey pot, Max thought. Say goodnight to Papa!
Max's right swung upwards and collided with Cathy's chin. Following instantly was his left, forcefully punishing the girl's jaw.
Cathy reached her arms into the air around her, futilely trying to steady the boxing ring that was turning somersaults. Max's third blow, a merciless right hook to the head froze Cathy in place. She burbled the word "big..." as the ring flew up around her.
Max knelt by the unmoving girl and rolled her on her back. Thumbing her eyelids, Max saw nothing but whites. A content smile nestled on Cathy's face. The knock out was complete.

The opening notes of "The Entertainer" played inside Max's duffel bag. He retrieved his smart phone and saw Scarlet Vixen was calling.
"Hey Scarlet...Ms. Vixen, of course, I apologize...have I made the collar? No, not yet, but I'm very close..." Max glanced at the supine blond, her legs open in a "V" and her gloved hands resting among the long hair that formed a halo around her head. "I've got Cathy Hazlitt right where I want her! Soon, very soon... I'm losing you Ms Scarlet..."
Max turned off his smart phone.

Cathy stretched out on the bed like a sleepy cat and hugged Max's neck. He turned his head to her and they kissed tenderly. Overnight, Max discovered what exactly Cathy did in the Satan's Angels operation plan: seduce and subdue. Max was already more than half in love with her. And in one of the rare moments in her 25 years on Earth, Cathy had fallen completely in love with him.
Cathy jolted awake from the smelling salts Max waved under her nose, asking a few times who she was and who Max was and if she could have another banana split before her head cleared. Then she wanted time alone with Max.
Max went to the hotel lobby and retrieved some coffee and danish for him and Cathy. As they ate breakfast on the bed, Cathy asked,"Max can I tell you something?"
"Sure!"
"I feel like I'm...you know.. in love with you!"
Max smiled and kissed her, reaching with his free hand under the bed.
"And second?" he asked.
"Second...I need some more!"
Max sat back and held to Cathy's face the small cell phone he placed under the bed when they arrived. Pressing "SEND" expelled a stream of KO gas in Cathy's face. The girl let out a gasp and felt light headed.
She sighed and fell back on the bed, completely asleep.

"You took all night to accomplish this?" Scarlet Vixen asked, looking down as the still slumbering Cathy Hazlitt was rolled by, secure in a gurney. Two attendants loaded her onto a Justice Force transport.
"I was trying to get information from her," Max explained. "To penetrate the gang's operations."
"Clearly!" Scarlet Vixen said sarcastically. "With emphasis on the 'penetration.' "
"Look. I want you to go easy on Cathy in your report," Max requested with all the humility he could fabricate. "She's just a horny, confused kid. Recommend her for the Reform and Rehabilitation project. For me?"
"Well, Cupid's arrow finally found Max!" Scarlet Vixen mocked. "No problem, but I need something in return."
"What?"
"I'm with you every step of the way when you close in on Aria Evans, Satan's Angels technical expert."
"Fine," agreed max. "Whatever."