Chapter 8

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Later that night, Kitt watched as Cara was talking with one of the other FLAG employees. He knew he was probably being overprotective of her, but something just didn't feel right.

Michael came up from behind him. "Hey, pal." He saw he was watching Cara. "Cute little girlfriend you got there. She's a good cook, too."

"Girlfriend? Michael, really. I would think you would know better than that."

"Oh, come on, Kitt. I've seen you with her. You never spoke to me or Bonnie that way before."

"Well Cara didn't up and leave for eighteen years." Kitt said, hoping to bring this particular conversation to an end. He then realized what he said and how he had said it. "I'm sorry, Michael. I didn't mean that they way it sounded."

"It's okay, buddy." said Michael, sitting on the side of the hood. "If I were you, I'd be mad too. I guess I should have at least came back to visit."

"Why didn't you, Michael?" He was quiet. "It was because of your memories of Stevie, wasn't it?"

"Yeah, for a long time after I retired, just thinking of you and the Foundation reminded me of her. It just hurt too much. I'm sorry pal." Michael trailed off.

"That's alright, Michael. I think I understand."

"Thanks."

"And congratulations on your promotion."

"Thanks, although the way Cara fattened me up, I might be looking for my own replacement soon." He laughed then got an idea. "What's say you and I go cruising around for old time's sake, huh? Do a couple of turbo boosts along the way?"

"Michael, I thought you'd never ask." Kitt said, happily.

But they wouldn't get the chance to. Suddenly, they heard Devon yell from his open window. "Guards! Guards!" Cara heard Devon scream and turned to see 'Joel' climbing down from the balcony. She ran over to stop him.

Jonathan shoved the formula in his pocket. Cara tried to apprehend him, but he blocked her shots. In one swift movement, she was thrown onto her back. He decided to take the opportunity to get the necklace. They fought, but Jonathan couldn't get it off of her.

Cara struggled. The chain was starting to choke her. Then, she saw a face in her memory. His face. A name escaped her lips. "Jonathan?" He let her go. "I…I…didn't mean to…" he said.

Just then, Michael and Kitt were making there way over. Jonathan backed away. The brown truck pulled up beside him and he got in, He and Alex drover off.

"You alright?" Michael asked Cara. He helped her up.

"Yeah, but I know that guy, Michael. He's not who he says he is!"

"Cara! Michael!" called Devon from his window. "That man stole the formula for Kitt's molecular bonded shell. We must get it back!"

"I'm on it, Devon!" said Michael, running and getting inside the car. Cara jumped in on the other side. "Oh no! This could be dangerous."

"I'm part this team, too, Michael." she said determined. "And I have to find out where I know him from."

"Okay, fine. Just stay inside Kitt until we know what we're up against."

"You got it." She crossed her fingers.

"Not the welcoming I was hoping for." Michael muttered. He raced to catch up with the truck.

"Welcome back, Michael." said Kitt as they sped off.

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They traveled for a while in the direction the truck was headed in. But it was nowhere in sight. Michael pressed a few buttons. "Okay, Kitt, give me all you can on your radar and tracking systems. See if you can find out where they're headed."

"Right away." A map appeared on the monitor with a flashing light headed upwards. "They're headed north on the interstate, then West on Clearmont Road."

"What's up there?"

"It leads right to CompuTech Industries, Michael."

"What would they want with the formula for Kitt's shell?" asked Cara.

"If I'm right, it's probably for that big 'project' he's been working on. Okay, pal. Let's follow him." He turned on silent mode and increased their speed.

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Jonathan looked behind them. He relaxed a little when he didn't see any trace of the black car. "Looks like we lost them."

But Alex knew better. "Don't be an idiot. We didn't lose them. They're following us in silent mode." Did they think he was a fool? His father knew the ins and outs of the Knight Industries Two Thousand. His father taught him everything he knew.

He punched the steering wheel. "Why didn't you tell me Knight was back? Now it's going to be even harder to take down FLAG!"

"I didn't know, Alex. He just showed up!"

Alex then calmed down, thinking. "Hmm. Maybe this will work out all right after all." He reached down and dialed on the radio communicator. "Dedra, come in."

"Alex? Did you get the formula?"

"Yes, but now Michael Knight and that car are following us. Is 'Project S' ready for activation?"

"Yes," said Dedra, "minus the shell and the device."

"Good. Get 'S' ready. They've got the girl with them and she's going to hand deliver that necklace to me, personally." He hung up the radio as they entered the grounds of CompuTech.

Alex smiled as he parked inside a hanger. "Let's give Knight a surprise he won't soon forget."

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The Trans Am pulled up to the metal fence. A sign was up explaining the grounds were private property. "Well," said Michael. "The gate is open and there's no sign of any guards here."

Kitt went into surveillance mode. A graphic came up on the screen. "There are several armed men in the main building Michael."

He drove through the gate. "Any sign of Harrison and the truck?"

"Over there. That hanger onto your left."

Cara looked around. This place seemed familiar to her. But why?

Michael pulled up to the hanger. "Okay. Stay here with Kitt. I'll go check it out."

"But, Michael, I…"

"Just stay here. Watch her, Kitt." She sighed and crossed her arms. Michael got out and made his way into the hanger. Except for a few lights, it was completely dark.

"Harrison?" he called. "I know you're here."

Silence.

"Come on, Harrison. I know it was you who stole the formula. What's this 'project' you're working on, huh?"

Again, silence.

"Must be pretty big to go through all this trouble." He looked around. "Why don't you just come out here and we'll talk, okay?"

Michael felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned ready to hit Harrison, when he saw it was Cara instead. He sighed. "I thought I told you to wait with Kitt."

"This is my case too, Michael."

The two men watched them. Alex started to make his way over. All he had to do was get the device off of her and then it would all fall into place.

Cara and Michael stopped arguing when they heard heavy footsteps. Harrison was coming closer. Then, something took over inside of Cara, some kind of instinct. Her hand went up to her necklace. She pressed the gemstone on the star pendant.

The footsteps ceased as a slight swooshing sound echoed throughout the hanger.

"What's that?" asked Michael. He turned and saw something moving. He grabbed hold of the woman's arm.

She saw the look on his face. "Michael, what is it? What….?" Michael pointed ahead. It was then that she saw what had caused him to look the way he did.

They were face to face with a blue scanner…

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