Doubt of a Hawke

Chapter 1

"Cait?" String yelled while making his way into Santini Air after an extended weekend up at his cabin with a new girlfriend.

"She's not here yet," replied Dom as he came out of the back office. "She didn't show up until noon yesterday and she was late all last week."

"Yeah, I noticed," replied Hawke. "It's not like her. Each times she's had some lame excuse and she doesn't seem quite like herself."

Dom sighed. "I wasn't going to say anything but now that you mentioned it, String I'm worried," he replied. "It's almost like she's on something ya know?"

"You mean drugs?" asked Hawke. "Honestly, I can't believe that I'm saying this but I have to agree with you. I've seen this kind of behavior before and she is definitely showing all the warning signs."

"I never thought I'd see the day that Cait would get into anything like that," said Dom. "But I think we should just keep it to ourselves until we find out for sure."

"You want to investigate?" asked Hawke.

"I do," replied Dom. "I think it's a good idea.

"Dom, if we're wrong, and we go accusing her of something like that, she'll never forgive us."

"I know," he said. "But my biggest worry is what we are going to do if we're right?"

String took off his sunglasses and stared at Dom. "We get her help," he replied. "But no matter what, we keep it between the two of us. I don't want Michael or anyone in the Firm knowing about this."

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An hour later, Caitlin showed up for work. Hawke couldn't help but notice how disheveled she looked.

"You just get out of bed and come in?" he asked her, staring at her clothes.

"Oh, sorry," she replied. "My drying broke and I haven't had time to replace my iron yet so I've had to hang everything out. Good news is that I have an extra outfit in my locker. I'll be right back out."

Hawke and Dom watched as she went in the back room to change.

"She reeked of smoke," replied Hawke. "I don't like this."

"Me either," replied Dom. "Something's definitely going on with her."

"Tonight we'll follow her," said Hawke. "I want to know where she's going when she leaves here and what's she's been doing."

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Later that evening, Hawke and Dom followed Caitlin home. She stayed at her apartment for about an hour before leaving again. When she came out, she was wearing a tight mini skirt and low cut top.

"Wow, I've never seen Cait wear anything like that out before," replied Dom. "Wonder where she's going dressed like that?"

"We're about to find out," sighed Hawke. "I have a really bad feeling about all of this."

They followed Caitlin to a strip club about ten miles from the studio that they had been filming some of their latest air stunts.

"What would she be doing in a place like that?" asked Dom as they watched her get out of her car. She went over to a black limo and smiled as a tall, stocky man opened the door and got out.

"Wait, I recognize that guy," said Dom. "Isn't he that producer's kid? You know the one that is always in trouble but the old man keeps bailing him out?"

"Yeah, that's Miles Carter," replied Hawke. "What would Caitlin be doing with a guy like that? He's bad news and everyone knows it."

The two watched as Miles pulled Caitlin to him and kissed her. She smiled as he wrapped his arm around her waist and escorted her into the club.

"I think it's time we get some help with this," replied Hawke.

"But String, I thought you said we were going to keep this just between the two of us," replied Dom.

"I did but I'm about to call in a favor," he replied. "I don't think we can do this on our own."

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Caitlin spent several hours at the club with Miles before leaving.

"I'm sorry I have to leave so early," she told him. "I've been coming in late to work all week and I really don't want to lose my job."

"Oh come on Cait," he pleaded. "Stick with me and you won't have to work."

Caitlin smiled. "I appreciate the offer but I love what I do," she replied. "It's not even like work. I kind of get a thrill from it."

Miles laughed. "Honey, you know there are better ways to get high," he replied.

Caitlin leaned in and kissed him. "I'll see you tomorrow night, okay?"

"Sure," he replied. "I'll pick you up this time. I'd like to spend a little alone time for once."

Caitlin said her goodbyes and headed out of the club. When she got to her car, she accidently dropped her keys as she pulled them out of her purse. When she reached down to get them, someone grabbed her from behind. As she tried to struggle, they threw a sack over her head and handcuffed her wrists behind her back. She tried desperately to fight them but before she knew it, someone stuck a needle in her arm and she quickly passed out.