The impact of Paula's black jack on Harley Quinn's head rippled all over her skull. Then Harley sagged and was on the floor at her attacker's feet. Paula removed handcuffs from her pocket.
Face down, out cold, hands secured behind her back, dreaming of her boyfriend Gabe, was not how Harley thought she would end up that night. A few months earlier, she had joined the all female crime fighting organization Justice Force. After a probationary period, Harley was assigned her first independent mission: foil a diamond heist by cat burglar Marcus Apted and his apprentice/lover, Paula. Harley had spotted the gentleman thief disarming the museum's security system from the floor above him and was about to swoop down to make the arrest, when she got sapped.
"Marcus, I took out Quinn!" Paula whispered into her blue tooth headset. "There may be more agents with her."
"There definitely are!" Marcus replied into her ear. "Justice Force operatives work in pairs. Keep your focus. I'm almost done here."
Paula glanced down at the felled Harley Quinn, who had recently abandoned a life of crime to fight it, and noticed a content smile on her dark red lips.
"You're dreaming, aren't you!" Paula asked the inert figure on the floor. "About who I wonder?"
Rumor had circulated in the criminal underworld that Harley Quinn had fallen in love with a civilian named Gabriel and, under his influence, turned to virtue. The right man will always bring out more strongly what you already are deep inside. Paula knew this from personal experience.
Before she met Marcus Apted at the Amazonia Boxing Club, Paula was an unfocused twenty-five year old more interested in locating a husband with a sizable income than starting a career. Encountering Apted, first in the boxing ring and then her bedroom showed Paula her destiny: wealth through professional theft.
Paula recognized the large pop gun attached to Harley's hip and removed it, knowing it only looked like a toy.
"Now to find your better half, sweetie," Paula taunted. "Sleep tight!"
"I've got Quinn's partner in my sight."
"Good work, Paula! Is it the boyfriend we heard about?"
Paula peered around the corner silently. "Looks like civilian, all right."
"Okay, put him out of commission, and bring him to me. I've got Harley Quinn here. Most of the merchandise is collected, so we can get out of here quickly."
"Got it!"
Putting the cell phone in her jeans pocket, Paula crept slowly on her target. It's him alright, she decided. Harley would drag her boyfriend into this situation. She considered seducing Gabe before knocking him out, just to teach him how stupid he was, but quickly abandoned the idea. Not enough time!
"Hey, lover boy!"
Gabe spun around to see Paula leveling Harley's pistol at him. "Hey!? What did you do to Harley?"
Paula was touched by deep concern in Gabe's voice.
"I knocked her out! Don't worry, she'll be fine."
Anger rising, Gabe charged Paula. Idiot, she thought, pulling the trigger.
POP! went the cork as it escaped the barrel, followed by a red boxing glove that flew at Gabe on the end of an uncoiling steel spring. When the glove hit, Gabe's eyes rolled in their sockets. The image of Harley naked, except for her eye mask, flashed in his sleeping mind.
"Let's check..." Paula flipped Gabe over and slipped her hand down the front of his pants, smiling at the confirmation of her suspicions when she clasped his erection. Unable to control herself, Paula rapidly brought Gabe off.
Harley Quinn had been conscious for five minutes and was on a couch where Apted had revived her with smelling salts.
"In the flesh, Miss Quinn. I hope my associate Paula did not cause you too much discomfort?"
"I'm hospitalizing that bitch when I see her!"
"I don't doubt that for an instant, but not today."
Apted always admired Quinn's body and criminal aptitude, in that order, but felt disappointed that such a talented woman should waste her gifts on law enforcement.
"Today my partner and I are going to escape with half a million dollars in uncut diamonds, without interference from you or your boyfriend. You understand the situation?"
As Harley executed her profanity laden response, Apted leaned in and kissed her full on the lips. Harley defied him, squirming away, when waves of lust engulfed her. Harley sighed and surrendered, twisting her tongue with Apted's.
Just when Apted stepped away, leaving Harley feeling ravished, Paula appeared with Gabe over her shoulder. She dumped him next to Harley, who instantly snapped out of her erotic trance and glared at her senseless lover and then her captors.
"What did you do to him!"
"Relax. I used your boxing glove gun to turn lover boy's lights out." Paula turned to her partner. "We ready to go, sweetie?"
"Almost." replied Apted. "I'm going to live up to my reputation as a gentleman by leaving this for you, Harley."
Apted placed a small key on a table a few feet from Harley and Gabe. "When you can reach the key you can free yourself and your man."
Paula shoved in front of Apted abruptly. "Are you crazy Marcus!? It will take her a few minutes to reach the key!"
"No, not really." Apted shifted behind his protegee-lover and guided her to Harley. "I have a special treat for you, Paula."
Harley knew what was about to happen. "When I see you again, I'm going to trounce you!"
"Like I said, 'Just not today.' " He placed a kiss on Paula's face. "This is your chance, my love, to demonstrate to Ms. Quinn what can happen when you decide to join the good guys."
"And I'm going to have great time tearing you apart!" Harley sneered at Paula, who ignored the threat and made her right hand into a tight fist.
"Now, remember your training Paula: short and sharp."
"Short and sharp!" Paula repeated to her lover.
"Just wait till I..."
WHAM!!
Harley tried counting the stars dancing briefly in her eyes, but her vision spiraled into warm blackness.
"Let me slug her again!" Paula shouted.
Seeing Paula was intensely aroused, Apted steered her to the exit, while he picked up the bag of loot. He calculated Harley and Gabe would be out for thirty minutes, allowing them plenty of time to escape and cover their tracks. As he hustled the excited Paula into his black Lamborghini, Marcus Apted was certain he would, very soon, have Harley Quinn.
