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Hannah Claydon: In Dr. Zandro's Lair

She and James had tracked the stolen satellite plans to a holding company, and thence to the business empire of Dr. Emile Zandro. The only way to get more information? Get into the Doctor's mansion in the Swiss Alps. While he ran interference upstairs, she crept into the cellars to find his secure computers. Unfortunately, a mad genius like Dr. Zandro plants traps for the irredeemably nosy- in this case, tranquilliser gas bombs.

When she awoke, she was tied to a pillar in the Doctor's lair.

"Good evening, my dear." said the Doctor, from the shadows. "I was curious as to why someone working for British Intelligence might be snooping around my cellars. Perhaps you would care to enlighten me?"

Penny shook her head, defiantly. If she could just stall him for an hour, perhaps James would manage to break in and spring her from this trap.

"No? A shame. We will have to see if we can... persuade you. Gurtraude, you may begin." A tall blonde, all in black, stepped forward. She looked like she had trained in the special forces, somewhere the wrong side of the iron curtain. East Germany? When she spoke, her accent confirmed it. Leipzig, probably. "The Doctor would like to know why you were in his cellar, Englander. It will be my pleasure to loosen your stiff upper lip." snarled the blonde, producing an array of fiendish torture implements. "We shall begin with the bastinado to the soles of your bare feet. One of the Doctor's favourites...".

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