Asprin, Robert Lynn – Catwoman – Tiger Hunt (With Lynn Abbey)

“I’ve got an idea. If you can get me into this guy’s apartment, I’ll take pictures. When everybody gets back, I’ll just keep on them until they give and decide to do something. I’ll plaster the walls with enlargements; they won’t be able to turn around without seeing stuffed tigers looking back at them. We’re supposed to be Wilderness Warriors. If this is as bad as you say it is, we’ve got to do something. You and me. You get me in, I’ll take photos. I’ve got all the equipment. Stills, tape, even film-film if we need a pan shot to get the whole effect.”

Selina’s heart was beating again, and she was breathing. Her voice was still somewhere in the next state. But with Bonnie close by, no one else needed a voice.

“Omygod.” Bonnie clapped her hands over her mouth. The skin surrounding her freckles flared blush-red. “The door. Omygod—I’m locked out!” She staggered back a step, colliding with a row of garbage cans. The blush died suddenly; her face was almost gray. “My keys. Everything. I’m locked out of the office, of my apartment. I don’t have any money— Omygod. Omygod. What am I going to do?”

It went against everything Selina had believed since she arrived in Gotham City, and everything that had brought her here, but she reached out and put her arm around Bonnie’s shaking shoulders. “Maybe you’re not really locked out. Let me give it a try. I have a way with locks sometimes.”

A few minutes later the two women were in the Wilderness Warriors office again.

“Wow—I don’t believe you did that. You just shook the door a couple times and it opened. Wow,” Bonnie repeated for about the tenth time.