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Karen walked over to where Karr was parked. His new black and white paint gleaming in the sun. "Wow! The paint sure looks good!" Karen commented, climbing into the Trans Am.

"I agree. Thanks again for letting me get the car repainted," Karr replied, pulling out of the parking lot. "I hope you don't mind, I went with white instead of silver."

"It was originally silver? I guess I didn't get a good look at it before, because I thought it was white," she shrugged. "Regarding the paint job, like I said, no problem," Karen said, her smile getting bigger as she answered Karr yet again.

"You know Karr," Karen started hesitantly, not wanting to break the good mood Karr was currently in. Especially after the previous day, but she was going to have to say this sooner or later. Oh well, the sooner the better I guess. "We're going to have to talk to the Foundation soon," Karen started. "If you want, I will talk to them, you don't even have to show your self."

"I know," Karr sighed.

"You do?" Karen said, expecting more of a fight.

"Yes, I thought about it while I was getting repainted. As much as I don't want to ever have contact with FLAG, I really don't want C-man getting away with this too. So I prepared a tape of the robbery. I was able to clear up the image of the first man. It definitely wasn't C-man. Maybe you would recognize him?" Karr asked, bringing up the image. The picture was slightly blurry, but you could see the man's face.

Karen gasped. "That is Peter Blake! Why would he try to steal the AirGlider?"

"I don't know," Karr answered, popping the video out of the tape player. "You will give this to FLAG?"

Karen nodded, taking the video. "You can stay out of sight, if you want," Karen replied.

"Thanks," Karr said gratefully, turning the Trans Am toward where his scanners indicated Kitt was.

"Michael, what makes you think Peter Aster is going to tell you anything now, when he didn't tell you anything before?" Kitt asked, cruising down the road on their way back to Rider Tech.

"Well Kitt," Michael started, but was interrupted by Kitt.

"Michael, my scanners are picking up what looks like a car flying slightly behind us," Kitt said. "It will be in front of us in a minute."

"Flying, Kitt?" Michael asked, glancing out the window.

"Yes, you should be able to see it in a minute," Kitt paused. "Michael, you're not going to believe it, but that car looks just like Karr!"

"It does?" Michael said, pulling the Trans Am into Rider Tech's parking lot. Michael opened the door and got out. Just as he closed the door, the black and white Trans Am swooped down and landed in front of Kitt. The door opened and a brown hair woman stepped out. She closed the door and stepped back. The car lifted back into the sky. It floated in the air, out of reach, but able to return at a moments notice.

The woman walked over to Michael. "Hi, I'm Karen Rider," she said, holding her hand out to Michael.

Michael grasped it. "Michael Knight," he replied, glancing over to the hovering car.

"Yes, that is Karr, and before you ask, I know all about his past. Probably more then you do" Karen said, knowing what Michael and Kitt had been thinking. "Are you still working on the robbery?" Karen asked, not giving Michael and Kitt a chance to reply.

"Yes," Michael answered.

"Here," Karen said, handing Michael the tape.

"What is it?" Michael asked, taking the video.

"A video of what happened in my lab," Karen replied.

"Where did you get it?" Michael asked, he had gone over all the security tapes himself and found nothing.

"Karr was in my lab the night of the robbery. That tape is a video of what his scanners recorded that night," Karen answered.

"I hope you don't mind but I'm going to have a look at this," Michael said. She had Karr the same day we defeated him. How did she get a hold of him?

"That is fine," Karen replied. "Make sure you watch it all the way!"

"All right," Michael said, and then walked over to Kitt. Once inside he ran the tape. After viewing the video, Michael said to Kitt, "It looks like we have our evidence."

Peter Blake sighed, looking at a photo of his wife. He hoped that she was alright. You never knew with Mark.

Peter shuddered, remembering the day he had got home from work to find a note telling him that someone had kidnapped his wife and to wait for a phone call with further instructions. He had sat for hours, nervously watching the phone. Wondering what someone would want from him. He certainly wasn't rich. Finally the phone had rung, and with it this nightmare had begun.

Peter immediately recognized the voice on the other end as Mark Jones'. Mark had told him that if he wanted to see his wife again he was to steal the AirGlider. Oh, he was sure that wasn't all Mark was going to request of him. Not after he had testified against him. He was going to have no choice but to do what Mark asked of him. Otherwise Mark would have no qualms with killing Susan. But, Peter also knew that Mark could not hold her forever. I just hope he lets her go, rather then killing her.

A knock on the door drew Peter out of his thoughts. A secretary poked her head into the office, "Mr. Blake? There's a Michael Knight out here to see you. He insists it's important."

Peter glanced at her, "Send him in." What does he want? I told him everything I could. Could he have figured it out? Peter quickly pushed that thought away. How could he have found out anyway? It's not like anyone saw anything useful. He gently put the picture back on his desk.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Knight," Peter said, leaning forward and shaking Michael's hand. "Won't you have a seat?" Peter said, waving his hand toward a chair in front of his desk before sitting back down. "Have you gotten any leads on the case?"

"Yes, that's what I wanted to talk to you about," Michael said, sitting down and placing the tape on the desk.

"What's that?" Peter asked, glancing at the video.

"Evidence that you tried to seal the AirGlider," Michael replied.

"What makes you think I tried to steal the AirGlider?" Peter said nervously. How did he get proof? I was very careful. None of the cameras caught anything, and David didn't see anything substantial!

"It is all on this tape, Mr. Aster," Michael replied, grabbing the tape.

Peter stared at Michael in shock. How? What am I going to do now? Finally he slumped in defeat. "Your right, I did tried to steal it. But I had no choice! He will kill my wife if I don't get it for him!"

"Mark Jones? I don't think he is planning on letting you wife go," Michael answered.

"What makes you think that?" Peter said, dreading the answer.

"Do you know a man named Nicholas Cossman?" Michael asked.

"Yes, he is one of my security guards," Peter replied, confused.

"He also made a grab for the AirGlider, except he got it," Michael answered.

"He did? Why?" Peter asked.

"Yes he did. As for why, he is Mark Jones' brother," Michael replied.

"Oh, I now see what you mean about the chances of getting Susan back," Peter said.

"If you can give me some information, I might be able to help you get her back," Michael inquired.

"What do you want to know?" Peter asked.

"Well you used to work with him," Michael was going to continue, but Kitt interrupted him.

"Michael, you'd better get out here! Miss Rider is.." Kitt's voice suddenly stopped transmitting thought the watch.

Michael held his watch up to his mouth, "Kitt, is everything alright?" Getting no response Michael turned to Peter, "Come on."

Peter nodded and they both ran out the door toward the parking lot.