7:55 PM (Santini Air)

Dominic had followed Hawke's phone instructions and left the lady at her lair to meet him at the hangar. He was cryptic over the phone and Dominic wondered just what his friend had up his sleeve.

"To find a really big truck." Hawke had said over his shoulder when he disappeared three hours ago.

A really big truck, Dominic thought. What would he want with a really. . .

A loud horn scared Dominic and he dropped the book he was holding scattering white sheets of paper all over the concrete flooring.

"What the. . ." He exclaimed as he left the floating paper alone and went out the hangar door. Hawke had pulled up beside the jeep in a truck with a low boy attached to it. "Hawke, what is this?"

Hawke opened the door and slid out of the truck. "It's Airwolf's new transportation. We're going to load the lady on the truck and take her south."

"Do you think this is a good idea, Hawke? Horn's not stupid. If we pull up with Airwolf on the back of a truck, he's going to kill Caitlin."

"And he'll kill her if we don't, Dom." Hawke slapped the truck's grill. "Shoot, Dom, I don't know what else to do."

Dominic shook his head. "Well, at least she can still defend herself and us. Let's try it."

Hawke smiled and went around to the driver's side door.

"Say, where did you get a truck this late in a work day?" Dominic asked as he climbed into the truck.

"Ricky found it for me." Hawke said as he started the truck. The engine roared to life. Hawke put it in gear and pulled out.

"Not another favor from Ricky. You already owe him your firstborn child and Caitlin's firstborn child. What else is there?"

Hawke looked over at him and smiled. "Your firstborn child."

"Mama Mia!"

8:10 PM

Caitlin yawned. She wanted to sleep so badly she could see herself stretched out on the mattress. She also wanted her headache to stop and her stomach to stop growling. Her food trays were stacked up on each other. Horn wanted her to eat; she wanted him to die. One of them was going to get their wish. Caitlin hoped her wish came true first.

Her watch read 8:15. That meant there was thirteen hours left before Horn went through with his end of the deal.

Thirteen hours.

Airwolf was beyond being fixed without parts.

Thirteen hours.

Hawke and Dominic would find her without Airwolf.

Thirteen hours.

A growling stomach or a bullet.

Thirteen hours.

Caitlin slid the plate closer to her and picked up the sandwich. She took a bite and her stomach growled in appreciation. She took another bite.

9:15 PM

Dominic watched as Airwolf rolled up onto the back of the truck. His girl barely fit, but she did fit. He let out a loud and heavy sigh as Hawke stepped out of the cockpit and jumped out of the back of the truck.

Dominic handed Hawke the heavy duty tarp and together they were able to get it over the lady and and secured under the truck.

As Dominic got into the passenger side and Hawke into the driver's side, Dominic asked. "You're sure this is going to work?"

Hawke put the truck into gear and pulled out of the lair, "It has too," he said. "It has too."