They heard!

"What was that?" Recoil said, looking around.

"What?" Cutlass asked, annoyed that her angry monologue to the police was interrupted.

"I thought I heard something..." Recoil's goggled eyes looked from side to side. Then she looked backwards. There, between the hostages and the bomb stood Janet, looking rather confused, in a tank top, jeans and mask, standing in a mound of shattered floor tiles.

"What the hell?" Recoil exclaimed. Cutlass looked back as well.

"Is that a super?" Cutlass asked her companion.

"Not any I recognize." Recoil said. Her goggles gave her a head's up display, and were searching her database to identify Janet. No matches were found.

"Well, she shouldn't have messed up the plan." Cutlass shrugged. "Now I guess it's plan B..."