The gals are fully recovered after two days and are released from the WOOHP infirmary. They find the electricity off everywhere they go in town. Instinctively, they return back to WOOHP, which has a power generator.
Jerry is surprised to see them.
"Ladies? I don't recall WOOHPing you! You should be resting after your ordeal!"
"What about that Saldo creep?" asks Clover.
"Well, I was about to assign another team…."
"You better not!" remarks Alex.
"We have a score to settle with that jerk!" adds Sam.
"But I don't think you ladies are up to ….."
"I am!" says Clover with gusto.
"Me too!" adds Sam.
"I've never been better!" says Alex.
"So let's get started, Jerry!" says Sam, with determination.
Jerry can see that there is no use in refusing. The ladies are on a mission (no pun intended), and this one is personal!
"Very well, ladies," continues Jerry as the gals take their seats on the sofa.
"First, let me show you how you survived the blast from the first barge." Jerry begins a tape of the destruction of the barge.
"As you can see, the torpedo blast split the barge in the middle. The fore and aft hulls were blown clear from the explosion. Luckily the forward hull still retained enough structural integrity to float somewhat. If you hadn't alerted us with your WOOHP distress signal when you did, the hull you were in would have sunk within ten minutes, as you can see."
The gals watch silently as their metal tomb slowly sinks into the Atlantic. The gals all turn a shade of pale, now realizing just how close they came to dying. Jerry waits quietly for a few minutes, as he studies their faces.
Clover breaks the silence. "Has the USA turned over the bullion, Jer?" she asks quietly.
"They have put the bullion in a truck convoy, which is now 200 miles out of the Port of Charleston," Jerry remarks.
"Then you'd better get us on a fast jet so we can be on that barge!" remarks Sam.
Jerry sighs. He provides the gals with the same gadgets as before and let's them use a rocket assisted WOOHP jet.
Just before they leave, Jerry says, "I'm still not comfortable letting you three go on this mission! I'm still not sure you have had enough time to recuperate!"
All three gals give Jerry a group hug.
"It's our job, Jerry!" remarks Sam.
"Remember?" adds Clover.
"This is what we do!" concludes Alex.
Jerry accepts they're response as he returns the hugs. "Very well! Good luck, spies!"
Soon the spies are in Charleston. They use their voice cycles to get to the dock. This time they board the barge without anyone's knowledge.
"This is it, gals!" says Sam in a whisper.
"We'll get that jerk, Saldo, this time!" adds Clover.
"Let's just make sure we wait in the forward hold again," says Alex anxiously. Clover and Sam smile and nod their approval.
The past few days have been nerve racking for the President of the USA. Nothing can be done by the utility companies to restore the electricity. It has caused major problems especially in the North, being winter. He then gave the order to deliver the bullion, approving Congress' action. The President knows that the US spy satellites can watch the barge from above, so he's not too worried.
However, Saldo also knows that the satellites can follow the barge as well – above water. That's why he intends to take it below water to his hideout.
The barge is anchored again at the designated spot. Again, Saldo does his sonar, radar, radio frequency, and spectrum analyzer scans. This time, the spectrum analyzer shows the bricks to be gold. Saldo waits until midnight. From below, he sends a large submarine, which swallows the barge! He then turns on the electricity fifteen minutes later.
As soon as the electricity is restored, the President places a call to the CIA.
"Saldo has turned the electricity back on! Now, how is the tracking of the barge going?"
"Mr. President…..we have lost contact with the barge! It appears that it was sunk!"
"That's fine! We can always recover the gold with our submersible craft! We know the coordinates!"
"Yes, sir!"
The President then gets off the phone with the CIA and contacts the Navy.
"Admiral? Send out a recovery team to the barge coordinates immediately so we can begin to recover the gold!"
"Right away, Mr. President!"
The President is in for a rude awakening when he finds out that the barge WASN'T sunk! The gold is gone, and the USA doesn't know where!