THE ROAD TO ZANZIBAR

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Thirty six hours had past since Webb and Zoya left AJ's home.  After connections in New York, London, Abu Dhabi, Muscat and Salaam, they arrived exhausted in Zanzibar.  After a stop at the East African Safari Tour Company, they checked into their hotel and immediately set up operations.

"Are you going to check in with Wellington or should I?" Webb asked.

"You go ahead. I need to check something," Zoya replied.

Webb checked in with Wellington, while Zoya was pulling up data on her laptop.

"Wellington said to be careful," Webb stated. "What are you doing?"

"Trying to figure out why Allen Davis was not at the Safari Company." Zoya said.

"Did he even know we were coming?" Webb asked.

"I contacted him last week.  I discussed Abdullah with him and what I uncovered. I felt that he should know." Zoya said. "He is the Chief of Station here."

"What do you want to do?" Webb asked. He wasn't used to letting someone else take the lead, but he also knew that Zoya was the expert here and he would have to take the second chair on this one.

"I want to find him." Zoya announced. "I have a bad feeling about this."

"I agree. Let's go." Webb said handing Zoya her jacket.

They began to search for Davis.  Once again they checked in with Wellington and were advised that he had also not heard from Davis.  They requested a change in their op.  They wanted to find Davis, Wellington told them under no uncertain terms were they to deviate from their assignment.  They were there to find Abraham Abdullah. 

"What did he say?" Zoya asked when Webb got off the phone.

"He said we are to find Abdullah, Davis is not our concern." Webb replied.

"Do you plan on listening to him?" Zoya asked.

"No I don't," Webb stated.  "Let's go back to the tour office."

EAST AFRICAN SAFARI TOUR COMPANY

"Hi, has Mr. Davis returned?" Zoya asked.

"No, is there something I can help you with?" The woman asked.

"My name is Karen Hendricks. My husband and I were supposed to meet with him." Zoya said. "We wanted to book a Safari."

"Did you have an appointment?" The woman asked.

"We contacted him the other day," Webb said. "He told us to just stop by."

"I'm sorry for the inconvenience.  He has not been in since Thursday." The women replied.

"Would you have him call us?" Zoya asked. "We are staying at the Kendwa Rocks."

"I will let him know when he gets back." The woman replied.

They left the office and walked around.

"Something's not right," Zoya said.

"I agree," Webb replied.

"This doesn't make any sense.  Davis never told me he was leaving the area." Zoya said.

"Do you know where he lives?" Webb asked.

"No, I've only been here once before and I met with him at his office." Zoya replied.

They spent the rest of the day casually speaking with locals trying to find out about the "owner" of the Safari Tour Company.  Around 11pm local time they returned to the hotel, tired and with no more information than when they arrived.

KENDWA ROCKS GUESTHOUSE  2am

A knock at the door, woke them from their sleep.  Webb went to the door to find no one there.  He looked down and saw an envelope on the ground. He opened the letter and read the contents.

The answers you seek are at the Oasis. 

"What is it?" Zoya asked.

"Ever hear of the Oasis?" Webb asked.

"No, what is it?" Zoya replied.

Webb called the front desk and was informed that the Oasis was a local bar.  They immediately got dressed and went in search of this place.  The answers they wanted were at the Oasis.  The problem was that they weren't sure what the question was.

They made their way through the streets of Zanzibar.  Everything was deserted and quiet.  They weren't sure exactly what they were looking for.  Both were hoping that something, anything, would come to them.  As they approached the Oasis, they were stopped by a man.

"Who are you?" The man asked.

"Tourists," Webb replied.

"It's not safe to be out at this hour," The man replied.

"Thank you for your concern," Webb said. "We needed a walk."

"I suggest you walk with me," The man replied and revealed his gun.

AJ'S OFFICE- the next morning

"Sir, there is a Jeremy Wellington here to see you," Tiner said over the intercom.

"Send him in," AJ replied.

"AJ, it's good to see you," Jeremy said.

"I would like to say the same, but you've never come here before." AJ replied.

"There's no easy way to tell you this," Jeremy said. "I shouldn't even be here."

"Is she dead?" AJ asked.

"Missing," Jeremy said. "So is Webb. They never made their routine check in.  Their hotel room is empty."

"What happened?" AJ yelled.

"We don't know," Wellington said.

"What are you going to do about it," AJ said with a frighteningly calm attitude.

"We aren't doing anything," Jeremy said quietly. "You know that."

"Then why are you here?" AJ demanded. "I know you. Webb and Nassar are like your own children. You're just going to leave them to die?"

"AJ, they could be dead already." Jeremy said. "You know our policy, we leave them."

"It's not my policy.  We never leave a man behind!" AJ yelled. "Where are they?"

"I can't tell you," Jeremy said apologetically.

"The hell you can't," AJ shouted. "Tell me where they are!"

"They were in Zanzibar," Jeremy said.

"Get out of my office," AJ snapped. "Tiner get me Rabb and MacKenzie."

Jeremy left the office.  He was pleased with how the conversation went.  While he could not send a team in after Clay and Zoya, it didn't mean that AJ had to sit back.  Jeremy prayed that the stubborn old SEAL would do just that.  Go after them and bring them home. Before he walked out of JAG, he left a briefcase on Gunny's desk, with a note that said. FOR AJ URGENT!  He didn't know whose desk it was, but figured whoever saw it would get it to AJ. 

"You wanted to see us?" Harm asked.

"I have to take emergency leave, decide who is in charge and advise the SecNav." AJ said gathering his things.

"Sir, what's going on?" Mac asked.

"Webb and Zoya are missing in Zanzibar. The company has no plans to find them." AJ said.

"Sir, you can't go alone." Harm said.

"Watch me," AJ said.

"AJ," Harm said with caution, "You need back up."

"We'll go with you," Mac said.

"I'll go with you," Harm corrected.

"Harm," Mac began to object.

"I know, you're a marine, but you're also my wife." Harm said. "This is different."

"Mac, he's right." AJ said.

"Sir, this was left on my desk." Gunny said. "I'm sorry for just walking in but it's marked urgent."

AJ grabbed the briefcase and smiled as he opened it.

"What is it?" Harm asked.

"It's Zoya's files." AJ said. "It's a lead. Mac, you're acting JAG. Harm we leave tonight."

"Sir, if something has happened to Zoya, I'd like to help." Gunny said. "I have leave available."

"Gunny have you ever been to Africa?" AJ asked.

"No Sir," Gunny replied.

"You're going now." AJ said.

Thirty four hours later, the three men arrived in Salaam. They took the same flights as Zoya and Webb had.  While on the flight, they reviewed the notes and tried to figure out what had gone wrong.  The met with the CIA operative and Chief Consulate stationed at the Embassy. They advised them of what they were doing.  They were met with objections from both. However, AJ's threats were more then convincing in changing their minds.  From Salaam they flew to Zanzibar and the search began.