Lady Valkyrie sat in the right front seat of a black Mercedes Benz. Dark
sunglasses covered her eyes. A long white coat covered a short leather skirt
and dark short sleeve pullover. Her black boots hugged her calves.
The car was parked in a small alcove at the end of a long alley. The
Los
Angeles sun was directly overhead. One minutes to noon, she thought.
She gripped the lugar tightly in her white-gloved hands, the deadly
silencer firmly in place. Her breath was slow and easy. She peered down the
alley. Her driver, dressed in black with sunglasses, nervously twitched his
fingers on the steering wheel.
Stay cool, she thought to herself, you are Lady Valkyrie.
She saw the armored truck pull into the alley and slowly lumber it's
way
toward them.
""Wait,'' she hissed to her driver. ""I'll tell you
when.''
The driver nodded. She saw the black van pull into the alley behind the
armored truck. She smiled. The armored truck inched closer.
And closer.....
And closer..
""Now!!!'' she ordered.
The Mercedes Benz lurched from the alcove and stopped in front of the
truck, blocking it's way. The van did a slight turn behind the truck and did
the same. The truck was trapped.
Lady Valkyrie emerged from her car, her gun held up against her face.
She
saw her men pour out of the van. They wore black S.S. jumpsuits and gas masks.
""Move it!!!'' Lady Valkyrie snapped.
Inside the truck, she saw the two guards pull their guns and
frantically
look all around them. Their eyes were bulging. They sensed death was near.
Lady Valkyrie stared at them with absolute malice while her henchmen
did
the work. One rushed to the driver's side and screwed a hose into the truck's
ventilator. Lady Valkyrie watched as the deadly gas started to fill the cabin.
The doors lurched open. The two guards stumbled out, coughing
spasmodically. They fell to the ground.
""Cover them,'' she snapped as two henchmen put shotguns to
the guards
heads.
She walked to the back of the truck. Two more goons were working on the
door with a blow torch. Sparks flew everywhere.
""Hurry!!'' she snapped.
All obeyed Lady Valkyrie. The door popped open. She looked inside. The
bags of money were piled to the ceiling.
""Get it all NOW!!!!'' she yelled.
She walked back to the front. The two guards were face-up against the
truck, being covered by the two shotguns.
""Go help the others....MOVE IT!!!!''' Lady Valkyrie snapped.
The two henchmen did what they were told. Lady Valkyrie then lifted her
gun and pointed it at the guards foreheads.
**********
""An audacious job my dears,'' Frank Marchetti said.
""I am very
impressed.''
He handed over Catwoman and Angelique their share of the money.
""I trust you shall tip your driver,'' he said.
Catwoman lit a cigarette and nodded.
""What about your liquor store,'' Catwoman said.
""What about it,'' he said.
""Won't the police know we were hiding in there before we hit
the jewelry
store?''
Marchetti shrugged.
""If you can break into a jewelry store, certainly you can
break into a
liquor store,'' he reasoned. ""There will be no connection. Trust me.''
Catwoman did. Honor among thieves and all that.
Marchetti lit a cigar and blew out a plume of smoke. The room was
getting
dark and smoky.
""Your plans now are what?'' he asked.
""We're ready for another job,'' Catwoman said.
""You going to rob every bank and jewelry store in Las
Vegas?'' he asked.
""A few, then move on,'' Catwoman said. ""You have
connections around the
country do you not?''
Marchetti nodded. He took a big puff off his cigar, leaned across the
desk and stared directly at the girls.
""How daring are you?'' he asked.
Catwoman didn't flinch.
""As daring as it takes,'' she said right back.
""And you?'' he said, looking at Angelique.
""You need not worry about me,'' she said.
The Angel of Death, Marchetti thought to himself. The girl was cute but
the cuteness was covered by something harder and colder and crueler.
It could get dangerous, he thought, to get mixed up with these two.
They
were on the edge, cold and confident but stunningly smart. He had never met
two like them in the mafia.
Too many hot-blooded thugs. Marchetti had made his way to the top
through
cold-blooded ruthlessness and cunning and now here were his equals.
""All right,'' he said. ""If you are willing, I
have a bank job for you.''
Catwoman smiled. Angelique felt a rush thrill her body. Her heart
quickened and her palms moistened.
""What's so daring about a bank,'' Catwoman said.
""All crimes are daring my dear,'' Marchetti said.
""But perhaps this
more so.''
""Why?''
""The Las Vegas Bank of Commerce,'' he said. ""A
small institution in the
south part of the city. One central bank, no branches. Like I said, a small
bank.''
""Small?'' said Catwoman. ""When do we get to the
daring part.''
""Small like my bank up at Rattlesnake Bend,'' Marchetti
said.
""How so,'' Catwoman said.
""It is believed to be controlled by Nazis,'' he said.
""Nazis!!'' Catwoman sneered.""Big deal. World War
II is over. So what.''
Marchetti sat back in his chair and smoked the cigar.
""How much history do you know,'' he asked.
""Not a lot,'' Catwoman said, ""Angelique was the
student...before she
joined me in our life of crime.''
Marchetti smiled.
""You know of course that in World War II, Germany conquored
most of
Europe,'' he said. ""Then of course they were driven back.''
Catwoman nodded.
""So.''
""Well, they took Austria and Poland. France.Norway.Holland.
Denmark and
other possessions in Eastern Europe.''
""Okay.''
""Okay..so as they achieved military victory after military
victory, they
also looted and plundered the rich treasuries of each country, stealing not
only their nationality but also their art, their crown jewels, vast riches
beyond even your wildest dreams my dear.''
Catwoman smiled.
""Wasn't all that recovered after the Nazis were beaten?''
""Some was. A lot was not. There was no inventory. You must
remember the
crown heads, barons and earls of Europe had accumulated a vast store of
wealth.''
""So,'' Catwoman said. ""Where does this bank fit
in.''
""Whitewright!!!,'' Angelique blurted out.
Marchetti nodded.Catwoman looked at her criminal partner.
""What is Whitewright,'' she asked.
""Whitewright,'' Angelique said. ""It's a small
town in Texas. I read
about it once. They had this really small bank and one day it was discovered
this bank was holding a storehouse of plundered Nazi treasure.''
""Are you serious?'' Catwoman said.
Marchetti nodded.
""That stuff is somewhere,'' he said. ""Rumor has
it that this bank is
filled with it. Nobody knows for sure but if anybody can find out, it is
you.''
Catwoman smiled as criminal thoughts of larceny raced through her mind.
""You're right.''
She stood up. So did Angelique.
She pulled two cigarettes out of a gold leather case. She placed one
between her lips and gave the other to Angelique. Her gold zippo lit them
both.
""My dear,'' Catwoman said. ""Let's take a drive
and case out this small
bank.''
""Let's do it,'' Angelique replied.
Marchetti took another deep puff on his cigar.
""Come up with a plan,'' he said. ""I'll give you
whatever you
need.....for 25 percent of the profits.''
Catwoman smiled.
""Deal.''
The two female criminals headed for the door.
""By the way,'' Marchetti said. ""There may be
someone who is your
equal.''
Catwoman turned.
""Who.''
Marchetti shrugged.
""Two days ago an armored truck was hit in Los Angeles. Over
$10 million
was taken. It is said the heist was led by a woman.''
Marchetti smiled as he puffed his cigar.
""And here I thought,'' he said. ""You were the
most dangerous female
criminal there is.''
""My dear Mr. Marchetti,'' Angelique said.
""Catwoman has no equal.''
******
Lady Valkyrie dialed the number, heard the ring on the other end and
waited impatiently for someone to pick up.''
""Yeah,'' she heard a man grunt.
""Mr. Sharpe.''
""Yeah babe.''
""Lady Valkyrie to you pig. Forget that one more time and you
will regret
it.''
""Sorry Lady....you got the money?''
""Of course...Are you ready to do business?''
""Yeah.''
""The bank.Tomorrow...three o'clock. Be there right before it
closes.
Just you.''
""Gotcha.''
""Don't be late. I would not be happy if you missed your
appointment.''
""Gotcha ba....I mean Lady.''
She hung up and turned to the Reichmarshall.
""When this is over,'' she said. ""I will
personally kill him.''
******
Catwoman stood at the counter and coolly looked around the bank,
purposely dawdling as she filled out the deposit slip. Angelique stood next
to her, her heart racing as she waited for action.
She could hardly contain her excitement as she dreammed of what they
might find.
She went over the crime in her mind. As soon as the guard locked the
front door, right at three o'clock, they would spring into action.
It was hot outside. Catwoman wore tight blue jeans shorts and a black
tank-top. He boots were black but short. She wore sunglasses. No one seemed
to notice she had tight wrist-length gloves.
Angelique wore a flowered short sun dress and regular shoes and
sunglasses. So sweet, so innocent. She touched nothing. She would put her
gloves on at the proper time.
Catwoman watched as the clock struck three. Three tellers, two others
behind the counter, one security guard and two customers finishing up. One of
the customers was Alfonzo.
She saw the guard saunter over to the front door, lock it and
flip the
CLOSED sign.
Catwoman didn't hesitate. Neither did Angelique. She put on her gloves.
They pulled their 44 Auto Mags at the same time.
""EVERYBODY FREEZE!!!!''' Catwoman yelled. ""This
is a robbery!!!! NOBODY
MOVE!!!''
All six employees were rooted in horror. The security guard made a move
for his gun but Angelique was too quick.
""DON'T MOTHERFUCKER!!!!'' she yelled. ""YOU'RE
FUCKING DEAD IF YOU
DO!!!''
The guard let it go.
""GET ON THE FLOOR NOW!!!'' she screammed.
""MOVE IT..EVERYBODY EAT THE FLOOR!!!!'' Catwoman yelled.
""NOW!! GET
DOWN.''
There was immediate obedience.
Catwoman looked at Alfonzo. He had his gun pulled.
""COVER THEM!!!'' she snapped. ""C'mon''
Angelique grabbed one of the tellers, a lady about 25, her eyes bulging
in terror.
""All right bitch, where's the vault,'' she sneered
sinisterly.
""I ca-ca-can't'' she cried.
Catwoman grabbed her and stared at her hard and cold.
Softly but menacingly, she said, ""You take us to that vault
right now or
I'll put a fucking bullet through your brain and get somebody else to do it.''
Tears streammed down the lady's face. She nodded.
***********
""$15 million, Mr. Sharpe,'' Lady Valkyrie said.
""Do you wish to count
it.''
""No,'' he said. ""This will kill a lot of muds.''
""I expect no less, Mr. Sharpe.''
She snapped the briefcase shut.
""What's that comotion in the bank?'' Sharpe asked.
Lady Valkyrie looked up and listened. It was hard to hear outside the
vault but there did seem to be some yelling. She looked at the bank manager.
The three of them were inside the vault.
""Go check it out,'' she ordered.
The manager, short, fat and oily dark hair, nodded obediently.
Suddenly, the vault door opened wide.
""NOBODY MOVE!!! THIS IS A STICKUP!!!'''
Catwoman and Angelique barged into the vault, shoving the terrified
teller in front of them.
""MOVE AND YOUR DEAD!!!!'' Angelique said. She pointed her
gun from one
person to another.
""Who are you?'' Lady Valkyrie said, the only one of the four
victims
showing absolutely no fear.
""We're fucking robbers you bitch,'' Catwoman said.
""And if you don't
shut up, we will be murderers as well.''
She pointed her gun right at Lady Valkyrie. The Nazi stared right back
at
her.
""Fuck you,'' Lady Valkyrie said.
Catwoman cocked her gun.
""Say that again,'' Catwoman said.
The two women stared at each other cold and hard, malice seething from
their eyes.The others, including Angelique, watched in fascination. Angelique
thought her heart would pop out of her chest it was beating so hard.
She didn't know who this lady was but she was about to die.
""Say that again,'' Catwoman said.
Lady Valkyrie didn't flinch.
""Fuck you.''
Catwoman walked slowly toward her. The gun was cocked. Angelique
watched
while she kept the others covered. She felt sweat drip from her
forehead...she held her breath.
Catwoman got toe to toe with Lady Valkyrie and placed the gun on her
forehead. Pure electric hatred seethed between the two.
Catwoman felt her finger itch as she stared at her adversary. She felt
anger surge through her like she had never felt before. Nobody ever stood up
to her like this.
Nobody.
She wanted to kill her. All Catwoman wanted to do was to kill this
cold-hearted bitch now. A bullet through the head and she would roast in hell
for all eternity.
Her finger started to squeeze the trigger.
Then, by sudden impulse, she swung the gun out and cracked it hard
across
Lady Valkryie's face. The others gasped as Lady Valkyrie stumbled to the
floor, blood oozing from her mouth and nose.
She started to get up but froze as Catwoman pointed the 44 right in her
face.
""Don't,'' she said.
She looked quickly at Angelique.
""See what's in the briefcase,'' she said.
Angelique popped open the briefcase on the table. Her eyes bulged as
she
gasped.
""Omigod,'' said. ""There must be millions!!!''
Catwoman continued to stare at Lady Valkyrie, who sat on the floor not
even bothering to wipe the blood.
""All right,'' Catwoman said. ""That's ours.
Shackle the others with the
handcuffs and let's get out of here.''
""But what about...''
""DO IT!!!!'' Catwoman yelled in a rare display of anger
toward her
partner in crime.
Catwoman didn't dare take her eyes of Lady Valkyrie. Angelique could
handle the other three and she heard handcuffs clicking behind her.
Lady Valkyrie looked back at Catwoman with deadly smoldering eyes.
There is a legend in India about the deadly cobra. It is said that the
cobra has a photographic memory and once it's eyes lock in on an enemy, the
cobra will never forget that enemy.
It is said the cobra will spend the rest of it's life hunting down that
enemy and won't rest until it's deadly venom has done it's work.
Lady Valkyrie now did the same. She looked at Catwoman with pure
hatred.
""You better kill me now,'' Lady Valkyrie said.
""Or one day I will kill
you.''
Catwoman stared right back. Again she felt her finger twitch on the
trigger.
""You done baby,'' she said to Angelique.
""All except her,'' Angelique said.
""I'll take care of her,'' Catwoman said.
She took aim right between those cold blue eyes. Lady Valkyrie rose to
her knees.
""Do it. Kill me,'' she said.
Instead Catwoman reared back and kicked Lady Valkyrie savagely in the
stomach. She aimed another kick and caught Lady Valkyrie savagely between the
eyes.
The Nazi war lordess, dazed and stunned, fell face first on the floor.
Catwoman looked at Angelique.
""Let's get the hell out of here.''
TO BE CONTINUED