TWO DAYS LATER

Hawke scraped his knuckles against Airwolf's engine and let out an expletive that would have had any man blushing. He rolled out from under the Lady and jumped to his feet.

Dominic handed him a rag and Hawke wrapped it around his knuckles twice. He grabbed the water bottle and took a swig out of it before handing it to Dominic.

"What's wrong, Hawke?" Dominic asked as he took the water bottle and tightened the lid.

Hawke got back on the roller and went under Airwolf. "We haven't heard from Caitlin in two days. We should have insisted on going with her." He rolled out, replaced the screwdriver with the wrench and went back under.

"Caitlin can take care of herself, Hawke. She was doing things like this long before we met her."

"It's different this time, Dom. I think she's beginning to remember the kidnapping and shooting and she's not handling it well. The other night at Michael's award ceremony something happened to her. She's not sleeping and I don't know how to handle it." He gave the Lady's belly a rub and slid out.

"Do you want to take her out?" Dominic asked as he closed up the toolbox.

Hawke glanced over at him. "No, Caitlin's like my sister. Why would I take her out on a date?"

"I meant the Lady. Do you want to take the Lady out for a test flight?"

"Oh," Hawke felt himself blush. "No, I think she'll be okay and as for Caitlin I'll figure something out."

Dominic hoisted the toolbox off the ground and put his cap on his head. "We'll figure something out."

Caitlin walked alongside Keith keeping perfect strides with him and listening as he talked. Keith spoke of his grandfather and how he wanted to be just like him. Caitlin didn't have much time to get to know Hollis, but from the few moments she spent with him he seemed like a genuinely good man. Caitlin hoped Keith was right about wanting to be just like his grandfather.

They walked around the yard and ended up back at Caitlin's car. Keith held the door for her as she got in. As he closed it, he leaned in and asked her to come to a party he and Kyra were having to show his grandfather's friends and employees that everything was going to be all right even though Hollis was now deceased.

"Isn't it a little soon?" Caitlin asked as she buckled her seat belt.

"Yes, but people are worried about what will happen to them now that my grandfather is gone. They need to know that their jobs and their livelihood are safe even though grandfather is dead."

"Where is the party?" Caitlin asked.

"The party is at my grandfather's building in town. Why don't I pick you up at your hotel and you can be my date for the evening?"

Caitlin turned on the engine. It purred like a satisfied cat. "What time?"

"I'll pick you up at seven-thirty."

Keith already knew where she was staying so Caitlin gave him a nod and left the house.

The party was full of business men in suits and ladies in tasteful dresses. Caitlin chose a form fitting black dress with no frills so she fit perfectly in with the crowd. Several buffet tables of assorted foods adorned one wall of the large room in the Dunstan building. Caitlin learned from one of the executive wives that the room was held specifically for these kinds of events. Only a handful of people knew her by association with Henri and even those people barely spoke of the drug manufacturer which was fine with Caitlin.

Since arriving on Keith's arm twenty minutes earlier, Caitlin had only seen Keith once. He was accepting condolences from business men who couldn't make it to the funeral. Caitlin had also spotted Kyra chatting up one of the wives. She had also noticed Kyra had three different colored drinks in her hand since the party started twenty minutes earlier.

Caitlin excused herself and left the ballroom. With the crowd inside and no one paying particular interest to anyone, she decided to snoop around. Once she exited the ballroom, she entered a long hallway. Going to the left meant she would eventually come to the main foyer and run into the security guards. To the right, however, were two elevator doors on the right side of the hallway and on the left was a floor to ceiling marquee with the names and floor numbers of different employees. Caitlin was looking for the President's office which was on the tenth floor.

She hit the up arrow on the elevator and it lit up bright red. Seconds later, the door opened and Caitlin entered a shiny, golden car. When the doors closed behind her, she smiled at her reflection in the polished doors.

Hollis Dunstan's office was expansive. Dark green walls gave the room a powerful feel. On the wall over the fireplace was a portrait of Hollis sitting in a chair with Keith and Kyra standing behind him. Hollis' desk was clean of paperwork. His computer set on the side of the desk. Caitlin turned it on and let it boot up while she scanned the top of the desk. A small calendar set in the middle of the desk so it was the first thing Hollis saw in the morning. There was nothing written on it. Cait flipped back looking for anything unusual and then flipped forward. There was nothing written on it at all.

Caitlin left the date book alone and turned her attention to the computer. A password function came up when Caitlin touched the mouse. Caitlin typed in Kyra's name. A beep signaled a bad password. She tried Keith's name and again the same beep came from the computer speakers. One last shot, Caitlin typed in Hollis' last name. The computer beeped again.

Frustrated, Caitlin turned off the computer, straightened the desk, and left the office.

The party was still going in full force when Caitlin sneaked back into the room. She grabbed a flute of champagne from a passing waiter and mingled in the crowd as if she had been there the whole time.

As she mingled her way toward Keith, she saw him speaking to a man that looked like Secret Service. Keith was gesticulating wildly as he spoke to the man. Caitlin put the flute to her lips and sipped the champagne as she moved her head to find Kyra. She spotted Kyra standing with a woman in a business suit but Kyra was only partially paying attention to her conversation partner. Caitlin noticed her eyes were fixed on Keith and his gesticulating hands.

When the Secret Service like gentleman left, Caitlin excused herself and walked toward Keith. At the same time she noticed Kyra doing the same thing. Both women got to him at the same time.

"Keith," Caitlin began first. "I'm going to take a taxi back to my hotel. Thank you for inviting me."

"Of course, Angela," Keith said, taking her hand. "Why don't you let me take you to your hotel?"

Caitlin saw the look Kyra flashed Keith and she knew what her answer had to be.

"That's all right. I hope to speak to you soon." Caitlin let Keith walk her to the front of the building where a guard was already holding a cab for her.

"Thank you for coming, Angela. I know my grandfather would have appreciated it and I hope we can see each other again."

Caitlin got into the cab and closed the door. Before the cab took off, Caitlin rolled down the window. "I'll see you soon, Keith," She said before the cab took off down the busy street.