Shredder was woken by the sound of a closing door. At first he didn't
remember anything - he wondered what had happened and how he had got there
- but then the strange woman crossed his mind. The thought made him shudder
and the worst thing about it was that he hadn't the slightest idea who she
was.
The realization that he was tied up made him angry for a split second. How
could someone dare to do that to *him*?!
But his next thought was that, whoever the young lady was, she had prepared
her attack carefully and she obviously had a *reason* for what she was
doing.
Yeah, the turtles would celebrate that incident, he thought angrily. They hadn't been able to get rid of him, but to his shame he had to admit that a woman had solved their problem without any difficulties.
He heard footsteps in the corridor, then the door flung open and a young man stepped in, followed by the woman. She made a gesture and the man untied Shredder.
"Do you have anything to tell?", she asked. "That's your last chance to explain those things to me."
He shook his head. "What should I tell you? I don't remember your name or anything."
She laughed, then suddenly went on in an angry voice. "You *do* and, as I said, you only have one last chance to tell me why you did it..."
"Did what?!", he interrupted her.
"You know what I'm talking about", she replied, but it was obvious that she wasn't sure about it.
Watching her, Shredder decided to convince her that he was telling the truth. "If I knew you or what you want, wouldn't I tell you? Why should I be that stupid to let my *last chance* slip away?"
She sighed. "Okay, okay, maybe you really don't know." She turned round and opened the door, telling the young man to leave, then she glanced over her shoulder. "You will have time to think, Shredder, and I'll give you a hint: my name's Samantha Sheperd. But when I come back I expect answers or you'll have to die."
And when she closed the door behind her, Shredder didn't doubt that she had been serious.
He closed his eyes for a moment. Samantha Sheperd? He didn't remember her but the name sounded somewhat familiar.
Yeah, the turtles would celebrate that incident, he thought angrily. They hadn't been able to get rid of him, but to his shame he had to admit that a woman had solved their problem without any difficulties.
He heard footsteps in the corridor, then the door flung open and a young man stepped in, followed by the woman. She made a gesture and the man untied Shredder.
"Do you have anything to tell?", she asked. "That's your last chance to explain those things to me."
He shook his head. "What should I tell you? I don't remember your name or anything."
She laughed, then suddenly went on in an angry voice. "You *do* and, as I said, you only have one last chance to tell me why you did it..."
"Did what?!", he interrupted her.
"You know what I'm talking about", she replied, but it was obvious that she wasn't sure about it.
Watching her, Shredder decided to convince her that he was telling the truth. "If I knew you or what you want, wouldn't I tell you? Why should I be that stupid to let my *last chance* slip away?"
She sighed. "Okay, okay, maybe you really don't know." She turned round and opened the door, telling the young man to leave, then she glanced over her shoulder. "You will have time to think, Shredder, and I'll give you a hint: my name's Samantha Sheperd. But when I come back I expect answers or you'll have to die."
And when she closed the door behind her, Shredder didn't doubt that she had been serious.
He closed his eyes for a moment. Samantha Sheperd? He didn't remember her but the name sounded somewhat familiar.