Sara hung up the phone worried. "Mark, you should go over there…" She said from the doorway as he replaced the bolt to a fender on one of his bikes.

"What do you mean I should go over there?" Mark responded flatly, paying more attention to the bike than to her. Sara sighed.

"Well, no one has been able to get a hold of him for three days. Isn't that reason enough to go check on the well fare of your baby brother?" She responded, so worried she couldn't see straight.

"Baby girl," he started, tossing down a wrench and wiping his hands on an already filthy shop towel. "Kane is a big boy. He doesn't need us hovering over him all the time. Did you ever stop to think that if he wanted us, he might call us? Hmmm?"
Sara's delicate eyebrows came together in worry and frustration.

"I don't like it Mark. He may not talk to you but he ALWAYS calls me. This is out of character, even for him." Mark stared at her in mock anger.

"You leaving me for my brother little girl?" He asked, his eyes narrow as he stepped closer to her.

"What!" She blurted. "Mark, you're crazy…"

"Am I now?" He said, an impish grin breaking through. "I think you're trading me in for the younger, dumber model…" He wrapped his dirty arms around her waist.

"Younger maybe…" She smiled back at him. "Now, get your filthy paws off me Calloway. I've got to go call your brother."

"Oh, is that so?" Mark said tossing her over his shoulder and smacking her hard on the rear.

"Mark! Put me down!" She shrieked, pounding on his back.

"Nope, afraid I can't do that…" he said walking into the bathroom and setting her on the sink. "…need someone to wash my back…" He finished leaning into her neck kissing softly behind her ear and down the side to her shoulder.

"How can I possibly wash your back when I'm leaving you for your brother?" She teased, raking her fingernails through his short red hair.

"Baby girl, I think someone beat you to the punch." Mark laughed, teasing her with a hint of information. Sara pulled back to look her husband in the eye.

"What do you mean? What do you know?" She asked excited.

"I already went by his place today." He said alluding to his own worries in regards to his brother. Sara slapped him in the shoulder.

"And?"

"I didn't go up to the door or anything but that black Trans Am was parked in his driveway." Mark said gossiping eagerly with his wife.

"Trans Am?"

"Yeah, the new girl's car…"

"Oh…OH!" Sara said, getting the hint. "Well, I guess she wasn't kidding when she said Mr. Mc Mahon wanted her working with Kane." She joked.
Suddenly Mark pulled back looking very unhappy.

"She did say that didn't she…"

"Oh Mark, you don't think Vince would go that far do you?" Sara said, catching the meaning all too well.

"Oh I know Mc Mahon would. The question is, baby girl, how far would this little girl go to keep her job?"

Sighing, Sara got up off the counter suddenly not in the mood.

"I'm going to go over to Kane's. Something about all this is very wrong." Mark nodded, feeling his wife's urgency, and continued getting ready for his shower.

Sara pulled her big SUV up Kane's long driveway and sure enough, there was a big black Trans Am.

Suddenly feeling very nosey and very guilty, she backed out of the drive as quietly as possible hoping no one saw her.

Halfway home, she pulled out her cell phone and made the call. The machine picked up.

"Kane, answer the damned phone. I know you're there."

"I know you know I'm here." Kane laughed when he picked up the phone. "I saw you in the drive way. Why didn't you stop?"

"Why? Oh well, we hadn't heard from you since Monday so I was coming by to see you. Then I saw the other car and figured you had company. Anyway, I didn't want to bother you if you were busy." She was rambling.

"You could've stopped anyway. We wouldn't have minded." God he sounded happy. It was weird.

"Well, Mark is probably waiting for me. I've been gone most of the morning." She lied through her teeth. "We'll just see you in Miami the day after tomorrow okay?"

"Okay Sara. Tell my brother to keep his big head out of my business would you?" Kane said laughing and shaking his head. He might be crazy, but he never had been stupid.

"I'll see both of you Saturday then. Bye." Sara hung up the phone feeling extremely foolish and hopped back on the freeway toward home.