Rip Haywire by Dan Thompson for June 17, 2014

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Darkness... hands tied... the woodsy scent of pine... fresh kitty litter? Rip Haywire: The Cat Lady! Somehow I figured you'd be more... disheveled. The Cat Lady: Just because I control an army of cats doesn't make me crazy. It's not like they all live in my house! You, however, are exactly as advertised: a big-chinned do-gooder with a fondness for explosives. Rip Haywire: You say my ad in mercenary monthly? Those discounts don't apply to villains, you know! The Cat Lady: You're a regular G.I. Joe. Rip Haywire: Lady, my fists pack a lot more than just a kung-fu grip.