Steve parked the Camaro two houses down from the house on Kalakua Avenue. Chin and Kono pulled in behind them. They all approached the house single file, guns drawn, with Steve in the lead followed by Danny. Steve turned and motioned for Chin and Kono to go around back.

The two-story house was settled back from the road and had a dirt driveway that looked like it hadn't been regularly used for several months. Weeds grew rampant around the steps leading up to the front door. Steve approached first, cautiously running up to a front window and standing erect beside it while Danny positioned himself on the porch next to the door. He leaned forward and peered inside the vacant house, scanning the room and nodded to Chin who motioned to him from a sliding glass door in the back of the house that all was clear from their end. He spoke into the radio on his shoulder, requesting them to come around front to make the entry. He made his way up on the porch on the opposite side of the door of where Danny stood. Kono and Chin stood at the bottom of the steps ready to follow them in.

"Danny and I'll take the upper floors, you two take the garage and any rooms down stairs." Steve directed.

They all nodded their approval.

Danny reached down and tried the door handle. He looked at Steve and shook his head.

Steve positioned himself in front of the door and leaned back raising his foot. In one swift motion he kicked the door open and followed Danny inside. They both took the stairs to the right, with Danny in the lead, cautiously making their way up. It took everything Steve had not to call out to her, but the idea of her being there was becoming more and more unlikely. "They wouldn't have left her alone here," he thought, and it was becoming apparent that no one was there. Once they reached the top of the stairs Danny took the room to the right and Steve moved down the hall to the other door. He stopped in his tracks when his theory of them not leaving her alone took on a new disturbing meaning, which left him paralyzed with fear. What if they had no reason for someone to watch her, and that her body was somewhere in the house. Before he could take in the magnitude of that idea, Danny called out to him from the other room.

"Steve!" Danny shouted, lowering his gun and staring into the closet. He turned his head toward the door when Steve entered.

The look on Danny's face sent a chill through him. He followed his eyes, focusing back on the closet. As he stepped forward toward the open door, Danny stepped back. Steve's heart pounded, knowing he had to see what had Danny so startled, but at the same time he wasn't sure he was prepared for what was in there. The only words that repeated over and over in his head were, "Please let her be alright." He looked at Danny again for some kind of reassurance but saw nothing except pity for what Steve was about to encounter. He glanced inside the closet just as Kono and Chin entered the room.

The closet was empty except for a door that led to what looked like a hiding place. Steve stepped inside the closet and noticed something on the wall of the small room. He reached out to take it and then realized what it was. A chunk of Lexi's long dark hair was attached to a photo on the wall. He reached out and pulled them off, staring at the picture. Her face was bruised and her expression was beyond frightened. The thick band of her hair attached to the picture, looked as if it had been ripped from her head. He noticed blood on the wall, knowing it was hers. The shoulder wound had to be getting close to infection and incredibly painful. The confined space was so small and he knew she was claustrophobic; being locked in there must have been hell for her.

He closed his eyes and crumbled the picture in his fist, trying to block out the disturbing images, and the ones of where she was at that moment, or what Wo Fat was doing to her. Every core of his body became enraged. He took all his anger and frustration and punched through the wood panel wall into the small room where she had been kept. He repeated it again and again, growling like a wild animal, cursing Wo Fat's name. When there was nothing left to hit he turned around and Danny was standing in the closet doorway.

He tried to console him, "This means she's still alive! He's just trying to mess with your head. We'll find her!"

Steve braced one hand against the doorframe and hung his head, staring down at the items, still in his battered fist. He looked up at Danny, "I love her, Danny," his tone was a cross between grief and anger, "I'm going to kill him for what he's done to her."

Danny saw in his eyes that he meant every word he said from both statements. He looked over at Chin and Kono. They too both seemed shocked from Steve's confession, but at the same time Danny knew they would rally around him and do whatever was necessary to complete the task, regardless of the reason.

Kono stepped forward and held out a piece of paper, "We found this nailed to the front door. It's from Wo Fat."

Danny took the note from his hand and read it, "Tonight at midnight. Pali Hwy, mile marker 5, wait for instructions, come alone McGarrett and don't be late, not sure how much longer she can hang on."

All three of them looked at Steve as he let the severity of the note sink in. They watched as the worry in his eyes disappeared and was replaced with complete self-control. They could all just imagine his mind going in to "McGarrett mode" while he contemplated his next move. He looked down at his watch. "That's five hours." He walked past Danny and began pacing and speaking as if he was the only one in the room, "How did he know about the island? How did he know about the helicopter pilot?" he walked over to the window and blindly stared out, "How did he know we would come here?" he looked over at Danny, "It's as if he's tracking us, but how?"

Chin shook his head, "If he was tracking us, he would have known we were at Sand Island. He wouldn't have sent his man."

Danny ran his hands through his hair, "Ahhhh!" he yelled out in frustration, "The Camaro!" he looked at Steve, "We didn't take the Camaro to Sand Island. We drove Chin's car." They both looked at each other realizing the same thing.

Steve ran past him, "They have a GPS lock on the Camaro. You dropped us off at the helicopter pad and you were here yesterday."

"Son of a bitch!" Danny groaned, following him out.

Steve laid on his back and scooted underneath the back end of the Camaro. He used his cell phone as a light to look for the tracker. It only took about a minute before he found it by the rear tire mount. He pulled it off and made his way out. He sat in the dirt inspecting it.

"He must have had a back up plan if we made it out of the restaurant." he held his hand out to Chin, who pulled him up. "Plan B." he said, holding up the tracker.

Chin took it from him, "Well now we have the advantage," he smiled at Steve, "I bet I can reverse this and find out where its tracking too."