Re: Canary and Gordon (and Wildcat)
Jim nodded, rubbing his temple for a moment, still a bit fuzzy from the drugs Crane had pumped him full of to keep him quiet while the man worked on putting together his little 'party'.
"We need to get him under lock and key," Jim muttered to Di, helping her with one of the officers. "And not in a room that can be accessed by his associates." He looked at her, then at the pair fighting in the doorway. "We can take care of the men,"