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Missing
Chapter five
Half an hour later they were in the air. Dean kept his eyes on the control panel trying not to look out the window. His heart pounded in his chest as he kept a death grip on the armrests.
"I see you're not into flying." The pilot looked over at Dean and gave him a small smile.
"No I'm not… actually I hate it." Dean glanced at the pilot.
"Then there must be something real important in Tasio for you to be up here."
"Yeah…something real important." Dean swallowed hard trying not to think that this flight might be in vain and Sam might already be dead.
"Do you want to tell me what this is all about?"
Dean looked at the man, there was something about him that, even though Dean was suspicious by nature, for some reason he felt like he could trust this man.
"My brother's missing and I have reason to believe he's in Tasio."
"Missing?"
"He called me on my cell and told me he was being hijacked then he mentioned Tasio."
"Tasio's a rough town ...Do you have anything else to go on?"
"Just a name….Rodriguez."
"That's it?"
"Yeah."
"Rodriguez is a real common name down here, but you might be in luck. A Jose Rodriguez is the owner of the only airstrip in town. He might be the one you're looking for. But I want to warn you, he has a real bad reputation."
"What do you mean?"
"He's a known drug dealer and he has most of the cops in his back pocket."
"Drug dealer!" Dean's face wrinkled with worry. "How the hell did my brother get mixed up with a drug dealer?"
"Your brother's not into drugs?"
"No….he drinks off and on and might have smoked a little pot back in college but…."
"Well then he must have seen or done something and was taken by Rodriguez." The pilot looked at Dean. "I'm sorry to have to say this but this man's a killer….your brother might already be dead."
"No, my brother's alive and I'm bringing him home." Dean wasn't about to believe anything else.
"Well I wish you luck kid, you're going to need it."
"Thanks….If this guy did grab my brother do you know where he might have taken him?"
"More then likely he'd keep him right at the airstrip. He has a lot of hangers and warehouses on the property, a perfect place to keep someone. If….well if your brother is still alive that's where I'd look."
"I just need one favor. Could you land somewhere where maybe I could slip off unnoticed?"
"Sure, I'll pull in at the far end of the strip. There are a lot of bushes and dumpsters, no one will see you."
"Thanks."
The man looked at Dean and felt sorry for him. He could tell he was very worried about his brother.
"Look….I fly in and out of Tasio every couple of days on business. Keep an eye out for my plane and if you find your brother and need a quick way out… I'll help you get back to Mexico City."
"Thanks, I'd really appreciate that." Dean stuck out his hand. "The name's Dean."
The pilot took his hand and smiled.
"Jack."
"I appreciate you helping me."
"I just hope you find your brother…and I hope he's still alive."
An hour later
The plane touched down and Jack taxied it to the end of the runway and parked it next to a bunch of dumpsters. He then got out and pretended to be emptying trash into them while Dean snuck out the side of the plane and into one of the warehouses. Dean looked around the empty building and couldn't believe his luck. Over in the corner was a rack full of work uniforms and caps. He quickly walked over and picked one he thought would fit then climbed into the blue jumpsuit and zipped it up. Next he reached outside and grabbed a handful of dirt and smeared it on the uniform and into his hair to give the appearance that he had been working. He then put on the cap and pulled up his collar. As long as no one got too close he should be able to move about the airport unnoticed. He looked out the window and watched as Jack checked out his engine and then refueled and took off. He was now totally on his own. He looked around for anything he could use as a weapon and found some old rusty knives on one of the tables. It was better then nothing so he picked out the sharpest one and put it in his pocket. He then took a deep breath and stepped outside. Sammy you damn well better be here He said to himself as he looked up and down the small airport for any possible sign as to where his brother might be being held. He remembered Jack's words that Rodriguez was a killer and if he had grabbed Sammy, he might already be dead.
TBC
