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She hears the sound of a spray of air-driven darts passing by as she stumbles, a bit too nosily, into a thicket. Before she can extract herself a weighted net is falling over her, and before she can escape from under it Kraven is upon her.

“You have shown more skill at this than some, Mrs. Richards,” Kraven said as he held the dazed and now-visible Sue. “You might have eluded me much longer, perhaps even to the sunset. But you did not. Will you come with me and freely to keep your word, or will you require…restraints?”