Private Hospital, Brooklyn, New York:
“Ouch!” Carla tries not to move as Doctor Zade removes the bolt from her shoulder.

A smirk appears on Dr. Zade’s face as she removes the bolt. She had to be careful, because of the spring-loaded barbs that secure it, in the body. She manages to get the bolt out and stop the bleeding.

Carla watches as Dr. Zade removes the bolt and closes the hole up. The local Dr. Zade gave her wasn’t working as well as it should.

“Didn’t your trainers teach you how to avoid getting hit.” Dr. Zade knew who Carla was and who she uses to work for.

“Yes, they did.” Carla had numerous scars on her body from all the fights she has been in.

“You know your wife is going to kill you.” Dr. Zade bandages up the wound.

“She’ll understand once I explain what happened.” Carla looks at her damaged bodysuit, that she wore under her body armor.

Dr. Zade spots Carla looking at her bodysuit “there’s a spare that should fit you in the closet.”

“Thanks.” Carla heads over to the closet to grab it.

“So, who was it this time that tried to kill you?” Dr. Zade was cleaning up all the mess she made tending to Carla’s shoulder.

“Robert Caron. He’s one of the killers the Hunter organization sends out to hunt people like me.” Carla slips out of her old bodysuit, which is going to need to be repaired.

She slips the new one on and stretches to make it fit better on her body. She folds up her old one and plans on taking it to be repaired. She hopes Trudy will be able to fix both her suit and body armor.

“So, what do I owe you Doc?” Carla grabs her utility belt.

“One gold coin or two hundred dollars.” Dr. Zade dealt in both currencies.

“Here’s two coins.” Carl hands Dr. Zade two gold coins she took off Robert.

“Thanks.” Dr. Zade places them in a safe deposit box. She enters Carla's medical information on her computer.

“See you later, Doc.” Carla heads down to the vehicle she took from Robert.

She’ll go by Trudy’s tomorrow morning. She parks the vehicle next to the others she has taken from the Hunter organization. She places the
keys in the cabinet with the other keys for her collection.

Carla quietly walks upstairs to her bedroom. She carefully opens the door and peeks in. Her wife was already asleep. She strips out of her bodysuit and slips her black nightgown on. She carefully gets into bed without waking her wife. She puts her good arm around her wife’s shoulder and holds her.

Bounty Ranch, Caldwell, Montana:
Debbie and Jack were down in his home office fooling around. She had come walking into his office, wearing nothing but a garter belt, panties, French-style stocking and matching bra under her house robe. She locked the door behind her, as she let the robe fall from her body.

She knew what her husband liked and after all the excitement they have been having around the ranch lately. She figures, her husband could use something to take his mind off of things. As the two of them are going at it hot heavy. Jack’s cellphone starts ringing.

“Don’t answer it, Jack.” Debbie looks down into his eyes. She was straddling his lap and he was buried deep in her vagina.

The ring tone was the Spanish anthem, which meant it was Don Juan calling him. Jack was torn between finishing what he started with his wife or answering the call. He reaches behind her and grabs his cellphone.

He looks up at Debbie “I can do two things at once.” As he pushes up inside of her.

While Debbie rode him, Jack presses the accept button “what’s up Juan?”

“Jack, I hope I’m not interrupting anything?”

“No, so what’s on your mind?” Jack kisses Debbie as she continued to ride him. Her firm big breasts press against his scarred muscular chest.

“I need a favor, my friend. A very close friends’ daughter has been kidnapped down in South America by The La Muerte cartel. I need for you to rescue her if you can and send your normal MESSAGE to them. The Devil’s Bounty Hunter is feared and wanted by the cartels down there.”

“I would love to do this for you Juan, but I’m in the process of handling a situation here. However, I know just the people to send to rescue the woman. If you don’t mind me asking, how did your friend's daughter fall into the hands of the cartel?” Jack was curious about that.

“My friend took his daughter with him, on a business trip with the Venezuela government. While he was in the meeting, his daughter was kidnapped when she went shopping. Her bodyguards didn’t stand a chance against the soldiers that took her.”

“Alright, send me what information you have. So, I can brief the people I’m sending.” Jack already had several people in mind. Hatter was going to be one of the ones he sends.

He figures she can establish herself among them as the boogeyman like he was to them. He also figures Shade will want to go with her. Terry
was another he should send with one of his specialized vehicles.

“They will be meeting with a contact I have down there. The person goes by the name of Coyote and will meet them at your secret hangar. Oh, one more thing. Coyote is a little weird but is a good operative, but crazy as a loony bird.” Juan like Coyote a lot but didn’t know if they were male or female.

“How much do you trust this person, Juan? I’m not sending my people into a trap.” Jack trusted Juan with his life, but he won’t send his people into a trap.

“I trust this person with my life and my daughter’s life.” Juan knew how Jack was.

“Alright, send me what you have and a description of this Coyote person as well.”

“Don’t worry about Coyote. They will meet your team. I give you my word.” Juan knew he was asking a lot from Jack.

Debbie causes Jack to erupt, while he was still on the phone. She comes at the same time he does. She feels his hand tighten on her waist as he holds her down.

“Alright. I’ll talk to you later.” Jack ends the call and lets his cellphone slip to the floor.

He puts his other hand on Debbie’s waist and empties inside of her. He looks up into Debbie’s eyes “you don’t play fair.”

“I learned from the best.” As she leans forward and passionately kisses Jack.