"What do you think happened to him?" Jesse asked the officer.

"We're not sure, Mr. Duke. I don't want to upset you over the phone, but we did find some blood on the steering wheel, as if he may have hit his head. Was he the only one who was supposed to have been in the vehicle?"

"Yes ma'am." Jesse confirmed.

Well either way, he walked away or was assisted from the vehicle. We've checked with the area hospitals, and there have been no reports of any John or Jane Does or any Dukes having been admitted or treated in the emergency rooms over the last few days."

"I see." Jesse replied.

"You'll be glad to know that we have a rather sizeable search party in motion in the wooded area around the wreck. To expand, however, we need to get a description of your nephew as well as a recent photo."

Jesse gave the lady a detailed description of Bo and assured her he would be up with a photo that afternoon. Shortly after, he hung up and stood with a worried expression.

He turned to Cooter and Daisy who awaited detailed information on the call as they had only heard his side of it.

"Uncle Jesse, why don't you let me take that picture of Bo up to Tennessee?" Daisy suggested. "They already have a search party out looking for him and you still have Luke to worry about."

"Oh no!" Jesse argued. "You're not going up to Tennessee all by yourself. I already got two of my young 'uns missin' and I ain't sendin' the third one out to get lost too."

"I have a better idea." Cooter announced. "Why don't ya'll send Enos up there with the picture, let Hazzard County pick up the gas tab?"

Uncle Jesse snarled. "I can't do that, Cooter, I gotta go up there and look for him. He could be wanderin' around hurt, maybe even not knowing who he is. That'd explain why we haven't heard from him!"

"And you think you're the person to find him?" Cooter asked. "Jesse, I know it's not an easy thing to sit and wait, but you know about as much about the back roads of Monteagle Tennessee as I do about the main roads of Melborne, Austrailia."

Jesse sighed. He knew that Cooter was right. "Well I may not know the Tennessee back roads but I know plenty about the ones here in Hazzard County. So if I can't find Bo, I'm at least gonna go find Luke. Maybe if he hears the news it'll smack some sense into his head and we can all go up there together and figure out what needs doin'." He turned to his niece. "Daisy. You go git a picture out of that roll we had developed last week and git it over to Enos. After that, you go talk to the McCamey boys, see if you can git anything outta them. Cooter…" He began, turning back to the mechanic. "You go check up on Henderson Ridge and around Morgan's Airfield. I'll check the Chocktaw Indian Caves and around Cherokee Swamp. Keep the CB on Channel 16."

"Yes sir!" Cooter and Daisy replied simultaneously before they all headed out to their vehicles.

XXXXXX

Although the trio searched for Luke the entire day, the only thing any of them managed to collect was the General Lee, which had not surprisingly been forgotten in the events as Cooter pulled it up the hill from where the McCamey's had rolled it the previous day.. Even as dusk turned to dark, none of them were willing to give up. Although Enos had rushed the photo to Monteagle, they were heartbroken that no news on Bo's whereabouts' had returned. The location of Luke was just as mysterious. Despite the fact that they had searched most of Hazzard County, and despite the fact that they had even broadcast Bo's plight over the Hazzard 'Net once, on the chance that Luke might be listening in, there had been no sign of the oldest of the Duke cousins.

"Luke Duke? Luke Duke you out there boy? If ya are ya better pick up!"

Jesse frowned as he looked at the CB. It was unusual for Emma Tizdale to be calling Luke. His gut told him not to answer, for to answer Miz Tizdale normally meant being subjected to thirty minutes of sweet nothing, at least as far as Jesse was concerned. However, she didn't sound as if he heart were full of love this evening.

"Emma this is Jesse Duke. There something' I can help you with?"

"Not unless you can point me to your nephew, Jesse." Emma replied. "That mail bag was supposed to be over at the Capitol City post office at 5 p.m. sharp, and here it is almost 8 and they haven't seen him yet!"

Jesse paused for a moment. "I'm not sure what yer talkin' about, Emma."

"Your nephew, Jesse. He saw me in town earlier today, runnin' around like a chicken with my head cut off. When I explained to him that the carrier that usually picked up the out of town mail was sick and I's havin' to run it over to Capitol City myself, he volunteered to drive it over for me. Jesse, that was 4 o'clock."

Jesse was puzzled by the events, but at least glad that he had some clue to his nephew's whereabouts. "Don't worry, Emma. We'll find Luke and get that mail over there pronto."

"Ten-four, Jesse." Miz Tizdale replied.

"You two git that?" Jesse asked.

"Loud and clear, Shepherd." Daisy replied into the CB.

"Affirmitive Jesse." Cooter added. "Listen ya'll, I'll start sniffin' Luke's trail out again in about 15, gotta stop by the house and take a little chili break, otherwise I won't be concentrating on the task at hand."

Soon after receiving acknowledgement from Daisy and Jesse, Cooter turned down the long driveway that led to his mid-sized farm. It was a farm in the sense that it had a pasture, a farmhouse, a gardening area, and a barn. But as Cooter made his living at the shop, there was never any livestock to tend to or crops to hoe.

Cooter was a bit surprised but happy to see a lamp glowing from his living room window to greet him. A glowing lamp when he was not home usually meant one of two things, and he didn't expect to see a ghost that evening.

As the tow truck slowed at the house, the General Lee bouncing behind it, the lamp was suddenly turned off. 'Too late, Luke Duke.' Cooter said to himself. 'Yer caught.'

Climbing out of the truck, Cooter slammed the door and raced for the backyard, bypassing the front door he normally used. He skidded to a halt and waited only a few seconds before a young man in a blue plaid shirt closed the back door softly behind him.

"Yer under arrest, Luke Duke!"

Startled, and out of habit, Luke dropped the bag he was carrying and raised his hands in the air. It only took him a second to realize who the voice belonged to when the amusing cackles filled the night air.

"Cooter, I'd kill you if I weren't in such a hurry!" Luke remarked, walking toward the front yard.

"Now hang on, Lukas, we've been looking for you all day!" Cooter exclaimed, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Look." Luke replied, putting his hand in the air the way he did when he explained things. "I know ya'll think I'm actin' awful strange, but I got my reasons. I can't explain nothing' to ya right now, okay? So just leave me be."

With that Luke started walking toward the front of the house again but Cooter trotted beside him. "I ain't gonna argue your attitude, Luke, but there's something' else you need to know about. Dixie was found, wrecked, on a side road in Tennessee this morning."

That stopped Luke in his tracks. "Where'd they find it?" He asked.

"Near a town called Monteagle."

"Monteagle." Luke thought a moment. "I know that town. We always pass through it whenever we go to Nashville."

As Luke thought, he turned and started walking again. Flabbergasted, Cooter caught up to him.

"Ain't you even gonna ask about Bo?"

"Oh yeah." Luke stopped. "I mean, of course. Is Bo okay?"

"We don't know. He wasn't in the jeep."

"Oh." Luke asked in his best imitation of a shocked voice. "Um, how's Uncle Jesse takin' it?"

"He ain't takin' it too good, but he wasn't doin' too good before he found out about Bo, either. He's in bad shape before just worryin' about you."

Luke sighed. "I hate to worry Jesse, but what I'm doin's important. Just tell him that I love him and that they'll find Bo, not to worry."

With that Luke patted Cooter's shoulder a couple of times and started walkin' away again.

That was it. As they neared the front door, Cooter grabbed Luke under the arm and opened the seldom-locked door before throwing him inside, where he landed hard on the floor, the mail bag opening up spilling some of the contents on the floor.

Cooter slammed the door and flicked the lamp on. He then turned and pointed a beefy finger at Luke.

"Alright, Luke Duke. I don't know what's goin' on with you and right now, I don't really care. Whatever it is, it can't be worth worrying your Uncle into a tizzy or….or leaving Bo by himself God-knows-where in Tennessee. I mean, I thought it was pretty bad when Uncle Jesse thought you robbed that bank, but when I told you about Bo just now and you didn't drop everything to go look for him- well, well I don't know what to think about you anymore! I mean come on! BO IS MISSING! And all you can offer is a little speech about the police being able to find him. I mean, it's almost like……….."

Cooter paused as his face lit in realization. He quickly replaced the 'you don't care' he was planning to throw out with "……..you already knew Bo was missing."

Luke got up from the floor and was waving his hands as if to tell Cooter to keep quiet but Cooter didn't seem to see him as he walked into the kitchen. He looked on the stove where a beat up old pot held the remnants of some now-lukewarm water. He then looked down at the floor where a couple pieces of mail not addressed to him lay forgotten. It was pretty obvious what Luke had been up to in his house. Cooter just couldn't figure out why.

"No Cooter!" Luke exclaimed loudly as he looked around the room for a paper and pencil. He found a set on the desk and quickly began scribbling a note. "I didn't know Bo was missing. But what can I do? It's dark. He's in Tennessee and I'm here in Georgia. Now I'm sorry, but I gotta go!"

Luke quickly handed a note to Cooter before walking outside. As he read the note, he became calm yet curious at the same time. It said:

'Don't say anything out loud, just meet me at the ole' swimming hole in ten minutes.'

Now I's wonderin' when Luke was gonna get around to passin' notes, but considerin' what Charlie done yesterday, it don't look like it's gonna do Bo much good at this point.