Patience opened the door of her flat. Lone was standing inside, pointing a gun at her.

'I'm sorry, Patience,' he said. 'I've come to arrest you.'

Patience was at the police station. 'I don't like this room,' she thought. There were no windows, just a table and two chairs. How long had she been here now? It seemed like hours.

Lone sat opposite her.

'I've told you again and again,' she said. 'Slavicky had proof that Beau-line was dangerous. Laurel killed him to keep him quiet. George discovered the truth and she killed him too. Why don't you believe me?'

'The gun was in your hand,' said Lone. 'The gun that had killed Hedare a few seconds before. The gun that killed Slavicky. You murdered them. Why should I believe anything different?'

'Because you know me. And because sometimes things aren't as they seem. Do you remember the first time that you saw me?

'Yeah,' said Lone.

'What did you think?'

'I thought you were rescuing a cat.'

'No, you didn't. You thought I wanted to kill myself. But you were wrong. And you're wrong now. Please believe me, Tom.'

'I'm trying to believe you, Patience,' he said. 'But I just can't. I'm sorry.'

He called to a policeman outside the door. 'Lock her up again.'

As she followed the policeman, Patience started to cry. But then she stopped feeling sad and began to feel very angry.

'Be a good kitty,' laughed the policeman as he locked her door.

Catwoman hissed at him.

At the Hedare office building, Laurel Hedare was talking to a crowd of newspaper reporters.

'My husband dreamed of a world where every woman could be beautiful,' she was saying. 'I'm going to make that dream come true. Tomorrow I will give you Beau-line.'

'And nothing is going to stop me now,' she thought.

'It's time to turn out the lights, prisoners,' shouted the policeman in the hall. The moon was shining through the window into Patience's room. Midnight the cat squeezed through the bars.

'Hello, Midnight,' said Patience. 'You've given me an idea.'

She got up and put her arm through the bars. Then she turned her head completely around and put that through too. Finally, she squeezed her body through the bars.

Catwoman found a window and looked out. It was a long way down. Ten floors! She saw a car - a Jaguar - coming down the road. She smiled. She jumped out of the window and landed on her four legs. The Jaguar stopped suddenly with a loud scream of its wheels. The driver got out. 'Are you OK?' he asked.

'Never better, thank you,' said Catwoman, as she jumped into his car and drove off.