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Chapter 2
The black LTD pulled away from the curb and merged with the thinning traffic as it traveled down South Hotel Street and turned into Ward Avenue. The young detective behind the wheel reached below the dash for the mike. He had just left the Shamrock Hotel after interviewing the proprietor and discovering Lloyd McKormack's murder might be connected to a case that his boss was working on.
"Williams to Central. Patch me through to McGarrett," Detective Danny Williams transmitted into the mike. He waited to hear Steve's voice on the other line and was surprised to hear the operator's instead, informing him that McGarrett was not answering his telephone. Odd. If Steve did leave his office for whatever reason then where was Jenny? Danny's thoughts pondered at the various possibilities but after checking his watch, he saw that it was much later than he thought it was. Jenny would have gone home by now. Still doesn't explain where Steve is. Sighing, Danny decided to head back to the Palace for he knew Steve would very much want to know his discoveries before they called it a night.
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The debilitating pain left Steve McGarrett reeling and nauseous. He gritted his teeth together as he watched the man he came to know as Big Chicken latch his beefy fingers around Jenny's slender arm in a vice-like grip. In his other hand the revolver was still pointing at him. "Let her go, Chicken. This is between you and me!" Steve grated. He could feel perspiration running down the side of his face as the searing pain in his shoulder spread through the entire right side of his body.
"Come now, McGarrett, the night is still young and the party has just started," Big Chicken jeered as he pulled the frightened secretary closer to his body and laughed mockingly.
Jenny's heart raced in her chest and she was breathing hard. The grip on her upper arm was beginning to cut off her circulation. She was close enough to her captor to smell his rancid breath and see the sweat glistening on his skin. Cringing, she felt sick to her stomach. Please, let Danny, Kono or Chin find us, soon!
The wounded detective tried to use his elbow to rise off the ground but the movement caused the room to spin out of control. Biting back a groan he screwed his eyes shut and waited for the vertigo to fade away.
"You don't look so good McGarrett," the bald criminal taunted.
"What do you want?" Steve rasped, laying his head on the ground.
"Don't you see detective? It's time for some pay-back!" Big Chicken spat, his eyes glinting savagely.
The sound of the telephone ringing caused Jenny to gasp and jump with fright. All eyes were glued to the phone on Steve's desk in stunned silence. The pistol in the gunman's hand was no longer pointing directly at the fallen detective but instead he swung it around and aimed it at the offending object on the desk. Jenny could feel the grip on her arm loosen as the man holding her became distracted. Taking advantage of the situation, Jenny mustered the courage she didn't know she possessed within her and stomped down hard on her assailant's foot, wrenching her arm out of his grip at the same time. Her blouse tore in the struggle but she managed to free herself from the stocky man's hold.
