Hannah just looked even more confused. "I still have no idea what Jane Fonda or the Vietnamese have to do with feminism or anything else. I mostly know her as the excercise tape lady. Could you please explain what the Hell it is you're talking about? This isn't a democracy anymore anyway."

Sarah shrugged. "Sweet of you to say so but I know what the hood means. No one who's ever been hooded during their arrest has ever lived in the end, although some lived for years afterwards before it finally happened. I'm not naive or gullible."

Beatrice, meanwhile, was bloody, clamped and gagged. The harsh whipping had torn huge chunks from her shirt and also torn her bra, leaving her battered and bloody flesh almost entirely exposed. The denim shorts had fared better and were still essentially intact.