Caitlin tightened her grasp on the arms of the chair and stared at Horn. Why couldn't she believe he was sitting in front of her? The sight of Hawke shooting Dom still haunted her in the early moments before sleep and if they haunted her then Cait knew they haunted Hawke.

"I see you're at a loss for words." Horn said, interrupting her thoughts. "That's all right, my dear. I'll be doing most of the talking, until I need you too, that is."

"You set this up," Cait said.

Horn nodded. "Yes, I needed your Lady and I knew you were the only way to get her. After all, you were foiled my first plan."

"Did you think I was going to let you hurt my friends and steal my helicopter?" Caitlin said trying to stay as calm as possible. "You'll never get Airwolf anyway. Hawke would never trade her for me."

Horn let out a guffaw and slapped his knee. "Oh, my dear. If you believe that Stringfello Hawke thinks more of Airwolf than he does your safety then he deserves to fly into a mountainside. He'll trade Airwolf for you. That, I know."

Caitlin knew better. There was no way Airwolf was in any condition to fly. She was lucky if she could hover over the canyon opening.

Horn looked passed her and nodded. Seconds later, the man that escorted her to the dining room was beside her, this time carrying a gun.

"Mr. Mantel, please show our guest her new accommodations and get her ready for the ransom video." Horn stood and left through the door that Caitlin saw opened earlier.

Mantel took Caitlin's arm and helped her stand. Cait dug her fingernails into the palm of right hand and whirled on Mantel. She slammed the bony heel of her right hand into Mantel's nostrils and was rewarded with a loud crunch. With the same hand, she punched him in the stomach, pushed him to the ground and ran.

There was no one guarding the front door and she opened it and ran out. Cool air hit her in the face and she stopped. Her car was nowhere in sight, but then again she didn't think it would be. If she was kidnapping someone, she wouldn't leave their car in plain sight.

Her best plan would be to climb over the fence and start walking off road. She ran for the gate that her car had come through hours earlier. With both her hands, she grabbed the steel gate and was prepared to hoist herself up when a funny feeling went through her body. Cait tried to get her hands loose, but they wouldn't uncoil from gate.

Finally, someone yanked her away from the gate and Cait fell on her butt. Her arms burned inside from the shock.

"Very nice try, Miss O'Shaughnessy." Two men grabbed her under her arms and hoisted her up.

"It was electrifying how you tried to escape." He laughed at his own joke. "By the way, Mantel would like to speak to you before his trip to the hospital."

Horn stepped aside and Mantel took his place in front of her. Two fingers on his right hand were pinching his nose closed. Fresh blood dimpled his once white shirt.

Caitlin braced herself for what she knew was coming, but it didn't help. The slap burned her cheek and caused her neck to snap back. Caitlin felt dizzy.

Mantel muttered something under his breath and walked away.

"Take her away," Horn ordered and Caitlin was dragged back to the ranch house.