Chin leaned closer to the window as the police helicopter fly lower over the small cluster of old, abandoned, dilapidated beach huts that lined the beach just a few miles north of the Hale'iwa Ali'i Park. He turned and tapped the CIA agent on the shoulder before he pointed down at a blue sedan that was speeding away from one of the huts. Anderson nodded his head and picked up his M933 assault rifle as Chin quickly checked his own before ordering the pilot to land as close to the hut as the pilot safely could.

The helicopter skids had barely touched the ground as Chin opened the door and crouched low, quickly ran to the hut, followed closely by CIA agent. Pointing to the back of the hut in a silent order to the CIA agent to cover the back, Chin carefully approached the front door and waited a few minutes for Anderson to reach the back of the hut before he raised his foot and violently kicked the door open. Entering the hut, with his rifle ready for trouble, Chin quickly began to search the rooms. He turned with his gun at the ready as he heard a sound behind him, and let out a soft breath of relief and lowered his gun as Anderson entered the room, pushing a handcuffed man in front of him.

"Caught him trying to escape out the back." Anderson explained as he pushed the man roughly towards Chin.

Hurrying across to their prisoner, Chin demanded. "Where's Williams?"

"Go to Hell!" the man answered.

"Last chance." Chin warned him as he jammed his gun hard under the prisoner's chin, forcing the man's back, as his finger tightened on the trigger. "Now where is Williams?"

Sensing the danger from the cop who held the gun under his chin, the prisoner swallowed hard and tried to nod towards the closed door on the other side of the room as he choked out. "He's in there."

He coughed as Chin removed the gun and turned around and ran towards the closed door before he added cockily, "But you're too late, pig, if Williams isn't dead yet, he will be in a couple of minutes!"

"You better start praying that he's not!" Anderson warned the prisoner softly as he grabbed him by the arm and steered him after Chin and into the bedroom.

Entering the small, sparsely furnished room, Chin found Danny tied to a chair in the middle of the room, a small table near Danny had several used syringes and drug vials scattered on top. Hurrying across to where his colleague was slumped on the chair, Chin dropped to his knees as he pressed his fingers against Danny's neck, releasing a breath that he did not even realize he had been holding when he felt the steady albeit fast beat beneath his fingertips.

Following Chin into the room, Anderson roughly pushed his prisoner down onto the floor next to the wall, with dire threats of what would happen if the man even tried to move. Satisfied his prisoner had taken his threats seriously, the CIA agent hurried across to where Williams was bound. "How is he?" he asked as he untied the ropes that held the detective.

"He's alive." Chin answered distractedly as he gently lifted Danny's head and softly encouraged his friend, "Come on Danny, open your eyes for me, Brah."

His soft behest was rewarded when Danny slowly opened his eyes. Although Danny's eyes appeared glassy and confused, Chin could see the fear and pain in them as Danny struggled to draw a breath.

Glancing down at the detective's flushed and sweaty face and hearing the detective's audible, labored breathing, Anderson hurried across to the table and picked up the two empty vials and quickly checked the labels. "Pancuronium Bromide." he murmured, frowning, as he stared at one of the vials that he held in his hand before he glanced across at Danny whose lips were now tinged blue as he struggled to breathe. "Pancuronium Bromide." he repeated to himself. Suddenly his eyes suddenly grew wide and he dropped the vial as he turned to Chin. "He's been injected with Pancuronium Bromide. It's one of the drugs they use to when executing prisoners on death row. It causes paralysis and respiratory arrest. We need to get him to a hospital - Now!"

"An ambulance is on its way." The helicopter pilot announced softly from the doorway '

Anderson glanced at Danny again before he shook his head, "No time to wait for it, by the time it gets here, it will be too late."

"Wahiawa Hospital is about 5 minutes away by helicopter." Chin said as he quickly picked Danny up off of the chair.

"Go." Anderson nodded as Chin headed towards the door with his precious cargo in his arms and the pilot hurrying after him. "I'll take care of things here! Go!"