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Ralph continued to struggle to get his face away from the chloroform, but his kidnapper held the folded handkerchief firmly to his face. He knew that if he gave in to the anesthetic's effects, Pam would have trouble finding him using the suit. Though he was strong, after a minute or so, he heard a roaring sound in his ears and the room grew dark...
The man holding the drugged handkerchief watched the blonde-haired man's struggles weaken and his eyelids droop. When Ralph finally sagged in the other man's arms, he went and lifted one of Ralph's eyelids to make sure he wasn't faking. Looking at the taller man, he nodded. "Yeah, he's out. Come on, let's get him out to the van Dusty."
He stooped down and picked up Ralph's feet and the two carried him to the van. Once there, they sat up Ralph as best as they could and gagged him. After an argument, they decided not to bind him as they felt he wasn't going to be able put up much of a fight when he came to and laid him down in the back of the van. "Come on Blake, get in before that dame and the agent arrive," said Dusty as he hopped in the driver's seat. Blake jumped in and they sped off toward Onyx's hideout.
As they were driving, Blake kept an eye on Ralph. Onyx had orders that Ralph was to arrive unharmed - for now. "Well, that's one job outta the way," said Dusty with a smirk. "Hinkley thought he'd be able to beat us. Good thing for the chloroform, it'll keep him out longer than a blow would've, especially in his condition."
"Yeah, but we better be careful, he can still pack a punch," said Blake, rubbing at the spot on his jaw where Ralph hit him with the paperweight. "Still, it'll be worth it when he finds out what Onyx plans to do with the dame."
"Oh yeah, did the plan change? Last thing I heard he just was going to kill her out of revenge. You know, an eye for an eye?"
"Well, that was the original plan, but since then, he's taken a fancy to her, wanting to know her in a more intimate way," said Blake. "He plans to force her to either have sex with him or he'll destroy Los Angeles with the plague bombs. Not that it matters, since he plans to do that anyway to exact his revenge..."
Glancing at the rearview mirror, Dusty did a double take. "What's wrong," said Blake.
"You won't believe this, but there's someone flying after us, wearing a red outfit and black cape."
Blake thought Dusty was crazy, but after looking in the mirror as well figured they best not take the chance. "Well, drive faster, get away from them," he said.
As Dusty drove, he caught a bulldozer driving coming onto the main road. He put his foot on the accelerator and sped past it just before the bulldozer's wheels hit the asphalt. A couple of moments later, he saw nothing following them anymore and slowed down.
"What the hell was that," said Dusty.
"Don't know, but whatever it was is gone," said Blake. "So, what's Onyx's plan got to do with this guy? I think we should've just off'd him at his house and been done with it."
"Well, not sure, but this only makes Onyx's threat stronger. I think he plans on not only questioning him, but later on threatening his life as well if she doesn't agree to his demands and do exactly what he says. Still, if nothing else, it'll be great to see the look on Hinkley's face when he sees his wife doing the nasty with some other guy."
As they chuckled, Ralph began to stir and try to open his eyes. "Damn it, he's coming to," said Blake glancing at the prostrate man.
"Well use the chloroform again."
"I don't know, it's dangerous. If I drug him too much he'll die and then Onyx will have us meet our maker for screwing up," said Blake.
"Then just hold the handkerchief loosely under his nose for a couple of moments or so. That should put his lights out again but not kill him. Besides, if he comes to and still has that throwing arm of his..."
Blake nodded, and put the folded handkerchief loosely under the semi-conscious man's nose. Ralph shook his head weakly, trying to get away from the smell, but after a few moments, his head rolled slightly to the side and his body relaxed.
After checking Ralph's breathing and pulse, Blake shook him roughly by his injured shoulder. When Ralph didn't yell out, he knew this time, the blonde-haired man was completely unconscious. Nodding to Dusty, the two men shared a chuckle, knowing that Ralph had a few surprises coming when he finally came to, before he was going to meet his maker.