The Quartet of Crime

In the pitch dark hall way, Ethan and Jake waited for Lady Puma. The long time agent of Justice force had pursued the two members of the The Quartet of Crime to their safe house after foiling their attempted bank robbery. Now Ethan and Jake were ready to spring a trap.
Lady Puma, statuesquely fit with long black hair, moved with caution into the passage she had seen the two men disappear into. They were in the darkness ahead of her, somewhere. Hesitating for a moment, Lady Puma steadied herself and walked with confidence into the darkness.
WHACK!
BAM!
KAPOW!
WAP!
Emerging from the dark hallway, Lady Puma carried Jake and Ethan, one over each shoulder, their arms and legs dangling. Neither of the crooks knew what hit them.
Lady Puma's instincts had been correct: two punches each were all that was needed to send the attackers to dreamland.
Lady Puma dumped the criminals on a nearby couch and thumbed their eyelids. There was nothing but whites. "Now just a light sedative to make sure you two are out for while!"
Lady Puma curled her right hand into a fist.
BAP! POW!
Starting with Ethan, she slugged both men on the jaw. They groaned softly and sank into a deep knockout.
"Perfect," declared Lady Puma. "Now I just need to find your girlfriends."
"We're right here!" said a sweet, almost Kewpie doll like voice from right behind Lady Puma.
BONK!!
Lady Puma heard an explosion and saw a stream of colors and bright lights and was out for the count before hitting the carpet.
What Lady Puma really enjoyed most about this clobbering was the stars. The twinkled brightly in her sleeping brain. Watching them allowed Lady Puma to relax completely and think about the men she'd been with in the last two months.
There weren't many, but each of them had given her so much pleasure, especially Chandler, who had knocked her out in a match at the Amazonia Boxing Club. The pair later spent the weekend together and so drunk on love was Lady Puma that she begged Chandler to marry her.
I need to get laid, Lady Puma reminded herself as she emerged from unconsciousness.

"That was what you get for beating up on our men!"
The words banged around in Lady Puma's skull as the crime fighter opened her eyes to see Lady Gwen and Cleopatra, the other half of the Quartet of Crime, staring down at her. The speaker was Gwen, who had black jacked the crime fighter. Dressed in a harlequin body suit, Gwen gave the prisoner a threatening grin.
"Let me knock her back out!"
Cleopatra, an African-American amazon and retired boxer, raised her fist to smack Lady Puma. "She left my Jake bruised and broken!"
Gwen pulled down Cleopatra's arm. "Calm, Cleo, calm! You can work Miss Goody Two Shoes over later! We need her for interrogation at headquarters."
"Fine!" Cleopatra grunted.
"Are your men okay?" asked lady Puma.
"They were moved to a hospital." answered Lady Gwen.
Good just these two, thought Lady Puma, exploring the room for a path of escape. She saw a large iron horse shoe loosely nailed over the doorway. 
"I'll get the transport in the back so we can get her out of here," said Lady Gwen as she walked out of the room.
The amazon began informing Lady Puma, in detail, about the pain she was going to feel after the questioning was over. Cleopatra paced around the room, moving closer and closer to the doorway. Lady Puma slowly removed the sonic disruptor from her utility belt and aimed the device at the horse shoe.
When Cleopatra stepped directly under the sill, Lady Puma triggered the disruptor.
"And when I'm done with that pretty face of yours, I'm going to work on your big..."
BONG!!
The horse shoe, pulled away from the nail, bounced loudly off Cleopatra's head. The amazon's features relaxed abruptly and her eyes began to close. as she swayed like a drunken ballerina.
"Ga...nigh...da...di..." slipped from Cleopatra's lips and she hit the floor.
Lady Puma lifted the senseless girl to the couch, where she secured her wrists and ankles with security ties.
"Alright, Cleo, the transport is ready!" announced Lady Gwen as she reentered the room.
SOCK!
The punch threw Lady Gwen backward into a large leather chair. Lady Puma hit the bottle - blond twice on the jaw and pulled her to her feet.
"Gonna knock you out! Anything to say before you see stars like your partner?"
Lady Gwen did her best to focus on her tormentor, but failed, her brain was elsewhere.
"Har...der...har...der...Ethan..."
Lady Puma delivered an upper cut. The harlequin girl never felt the impact of the hard floor.
Lady Puma never felt so alive.

Watching the Justice Force medical team wheel the KOed bad girls to an ambulance, Lady Puma dialed Chandler's cell phone.