Robin and I readied our defensive positions as the two henchmen burst through the office door with machine súng in their hands.
"Boss, should we--?" asked one of the henchmen.
"NO!" Freeze shouted. "They know where Nora is!" His boots stomped on the floor as he advanced toward Robin and me. Robin's fingers were clenched tightly around mine--he had never decreased his level of protection over me.
Mr. Freeze pointed his ice cá đuối, ray at me. "Where is my wife?"
The henchmen shoved Robin away from me, their machine súng armed and ready.
"I've hidden her," I answered confidently.
"WHERE?!" Freeze demanded.
I heard the clicking of the machine gun trigger. The panic level in my system began to rise slowly.
"If bạn shoot him, you'll never know where Nora Fries is," I đã đưa ý kiến slowly.
Mr. Freeze waved the men off, and Robin was hunched bởi the wall, breathing sighs of relief.
"Where is she?" I could tell that Mr. Freeze was trying very hard to be patient.
"Why were scientists examining her in Gotham Labs?" I demanded.
He sighed. "I know them. Doctors Herbert and Edward Reynolds. They're brothers who've been working together for most of their lives. For the past three years, they've been suffering with the illness that no one could overcome."
"Old age," Robin intervened.
Mr. Freeze nodded. "And in the past three years, they've been trying to conjure up a cure to stop them from aging. When I'd been shipped to Arkham two months ago, they had heard about Nora's condition. They kidnapped her body from the hospital, and began procedures to transfer her organs to their bodies. She may be ill, but any organ is a good organ, hoặc so they think."
He seemed to think about his story for a minute, before he pointed his gun at me again. "Now tell me where she is!"
I looked at Robin anxiously, then looked back at Freeze. "Alright, I've give her back to you, if bạn help us catch those two scientists. Illegal transportation of organs without certificates isn't allowed in Gotham."
"Erica, are bạn crazy?!" Robin hissed.
"I know what I'm doing," I whispered back. I looked at Freeze again. "Deal?" I asked, holding out my hand.
He debated the thought, then shook my awaiting hand.
"Deal."

The cold of his armored hand zoomed into mine, making me wonder if I had just made a big mistake.