I apologize as this chapter is pretty long, but it does contain a lot of information and I hope it reads easily. Thank you all so much for the kind reviews along the way. I've had this idea for a story a while now, and it's very encouraging to know that it's actually making some sense outside my head!

Jesse's talk with Jed Mayberry had actually uncovered an interesting piece of information. As it turned out, Jed hadn't had any furniture delivered yesterday; in fact, he wasn't even home all day. He had no idea why any delivery truck would be parked in front of his house.

Jesse decided to take the short drive over to Ms. Harpswell's house to ask her if she had seen the truck, or had any idea why it may be in her neighborhood yesterday. He was a bit hesitant at first, not knowing if he would be welcomed on her property, but was pleased when she opened her door for him with a smile. "Hello, Jesse."

Jesse removed his hat as he entered her doorway. "Hello, Esther. Would you mind if I spoke to you for a moment?"

She looked uncertain for a moment, then shook her head. "No, I suppose it would be okay." As she motioned for him to sit, she seemed a bit nervous, almost as if she had been the guilty person in all of this. "Jesse, I just want you to know that I feel just awful about all of this, I really do. I've known your kids since they were really little, and I've always liked them all. I just don't understand any of this, but I do know what I saw yesterday, and as much as it pained me to report it, I swear I told everything exactly as it happened."

Jesse nodded and took her small hand in his. "I'm sure you did, Esther, and none of us thinks anything otherwise." Taking his seat at the table across from her, he continued. "It's just that I know Bo, and he would never do something like take money that didn't belong to him, much less take it from such a nice person as you. I've tried all night long to make sense of any of this, but so far I've come up with nothing. I guess I thought if we talked some more, maybe there may have been some little detail that we overlooked that could shed some light on what happened."

"I wish I could help you, Jesse, but I've already told the sheriff everything, and it all happened so fast. I mean, one minute Bo was standing in my living room with my money in his hand, and the next minute he's running across my yard to his car. By the time I chased him outside he'd already slammed the car door and was speeding off."

Jesse froze for a moment. "Slammed the car door?"

"Yes. Gosh, he took off so fast it's a wonder he didn't shut his hand in it."

"Did you mention the car door to either Rosco or Enos?"

Esther squinted a minute as she pondered Jesse's question. "No, now that you mention it, I don't believe I did. I'm not sure what difference that would make, anyway."

Jesse sat up very straight in his chair and leaned toward her. "Esther, now I need you to think about this and think about it really good. Are you absolutely sure that the person here yesterday opened the car door and got in the car that way. You're sure he didn't climb in through the car window?"

"Oh, I'm sure he didn't go in through the window, Jesse. He barely had time to get in the car the regular way. Why does this matter so much?"

"It makes all the difference in the world, Esther. You see, Bo and Luke's car doors to The General Lee are welded shut. They don't open, so the only way they get in and out of the car is through the windows. If this person opened the door of the car, that can only mean that it wasn't The General…..and if it wasn't The General, then there's a really good chance that it wasn't Bo, either."

A look of confusion and concern crossed Esther Harpswell's face as she slowly stood from the table. "Oh my," she whispered, and then shook her head again, "But no, Jesse, it was Bo. I'm certain of it. It looked exactly like him, and how would you explain everything else? The paint, the tear in his jeans, my gosh, Jesse, how would you explain the fact that he had the money?"

Jesse stood as well and went to her. "I'm not sure how all the other pieces of information will be explained yet, but I can tell you that this information you just gave me was a very important piece of the puzzle, and I just can't thank you enough for telling me about it." He picked his hat up from the table where he had placed it when he sat down. "Oh, I do have one more question for you. By any chance did you see a delivery truck with the name 'Hawthorne's' on the side of it? Miss Tisdale says she saw it yesterday parked in front of Jed Mayberry's house, but when I spoke with him a few minutes ago, he said he never had any delivery from them."

Esther shook her head. "No, I'm sorry Jesse. I didn't see any truck, and I don't know of any of my neighbors who were expecting any deliveries yesterday. Do you think the truck is connected to this somehow?"

Jesse sighed, "I'm not sure, but it's another piece of the puzzle that doesn't quite fit." He went to her and shook her hand. "I want to thank you for talking to me. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to get to the police station to visit with my nephew and see if Daisy or Luke found out anything more. Have a nice afternoon."

"You too, Jesse, and I do hope everything turns out okay for you and your family."

Jesse smiled back at her and headed off to Hazzard Square for a family meeting. The news he had just received was a huge piece of the puzzle, for he now knew that there was actually someone out there posing as Bo. What he didn't know was what this person had against his family, and what he had hoped to accomplish by framing Bo for such a condemning crime as theft. He only hoped that Luke or Daisy had a few more pieces to put together.

Luke yawned and stretched as he finally opened his eyes. He wasn't sure how long he'd been asleep, but he had a good idea that it was longer than he had planned. "Shoot!" He cursed, "I gotta get down to the police station." He rose from the couch and headed toward The General. For some reason, he looked back at the couch for a moment. The spot where he had placed the moonshine bottle before he had drifted off to sleep was empty. He went back and looked on the other side, thinking it may have rolled away, but still he saw nothing. 'That's odd.' He thought, 'It couldn't have gotten very far.' As he made his way back to the car, he did see a bottle on its side over in some bushes and figured that had to be it. Either way, he didn't have a lot of time to look for it, as he was fairly certain that he was already late and didn't want to keep everyone waiting for him. He quickly hopped in the car and sped off to Hazzard Square.

As expected, Jesse and Daisy were already at the police station with Bo by the time Luke arrived. Enos had brought Bo to the cell upstairs to visit with his family, but Bo would be spending the nights in the cell downstairs as it was cooler down there and would be more comfortable for him. Enos always did have a heart of gold, and saw no reason why just because Bo was a prisoner that he couldn't be treated well. He made sure to tell Rosco and Boss that Bo was being kept downstairs because it was more secure down there and there would be less chance of him escaping, so the two of them were none the wiser to his real reasons.

Daisy had made a nice lunch of fried chicken and biscuits with some coleslaw and beans. Bo hungrily dug in. Not being used to only being fed three times a day, he was starving for a good homemade meal. Daisy couldn't help but chuckle and remind Bo that he'd only been in jail for one day, and had just had a good homemade meal yesterday morning for breakfast. Cooter had joined them for lunch and had even spent a good portion of the morning at the jailhouse playing cards with Bo through the bars.

Bo had put on a brave face for his family, smiling, cracking some jokes and trying his best to remain optimistic, but his body language told them otherwise. He was having a very hard time keeping still, pacing back and forth in his stall very nervously and kept fidgeting with his hands. Jesse could tell that being confined in one small spot was eating away at Bo, especially with the uncertainty of what his future was going to be. Upon seeing Luke walk through the door, Bo's eyes lit up a little bit. "Did you find out anything else?" He was quick to ask.

Luke looked at all of them sheepishly, not wanting to admit that he had fallen asleep. "Um, no, not yet." He answered.

Bo seemed to be getting agitated, "Well there's got to be something out there somewhere that can prove I didn't do any of this. I've only got until the day after tomorrow before I'm being shipped off to Atlanta to be held there. We ain't got much time to waste, here."

At this point, Jesse spoke. He looked over at Enos, "Well I found out a few very interesting pieces of information, and Enos, I want you to be sure that both of what I'm gonna tell ya get logged in your official report." He proceeded to tell Enos and everyone else in the room about the mysterious delivery truck and the fact that Esther Harpswell had seen the door to the imposter General Lee open.

Enos' eyebrows rose up in shock, then they frowned immediately after in deep thought. "Well possum on a gumbush, if them doors opened, that couldn't have been The General." He rubbed his chin. "But, I don't understand the rest of it, then. How could all the other evidence point so clearly to Bo?"

"You know, Enos, that doesn't make any sense to me either." interjected Rosco as he entered the room. "It seems to me that Jesse here's getting desperate to clear Bo of this crime, even though we all know for a fact that he's guilty." Rosco strutted up to the rest of them with his hands at his holster, as if he would pull out his gun any second. "So now we're all supposed to be out looking for a General Lee whose doors open, are we? Now that's just foolishness, and I ain't no fool, no matter what Boss says."

Jesse walked right up to Rosco and pointed at him. "Rosco, if you'd just clean out your ears for a second and listen to some logic, you'd be better off for it. Ms. Harpswell said she was absolutely certain that them doors opened to the getaway car, and if them doors opened, then that car wasn't The General and you know it. Bo and Luke's only got the one car, and you know as well as the rest of us that the car doors to The General are welded shut. So you tell me how they magically opened yesterday for Bo to get into it."

Rosco just shook his head at Jesse. "Ms Harpswell must've just got that part wrong. After all, she was right in the middle of getting robbed by Bo here, and she was probably just nervous and assumed he'd opened the car door to get into it. That is how normal people get in and out of their cars, you know." He smirked at Bo and Luke.

Luke shrugged Rosco off. "Well, it looks like we have a good place as any to start then." Turning to Cooter, "What we need to do is go to the Hazzard Net and put out an APB on both a Hawthorne's delivery truck and The General Lee, especially if anyone says they see Bo driving it, cause we all know he won't be driving it for a few days at least. Both of them type vehicles are bound to draw some attention, so the more eyes we have looking for them, the better our chances are of finding them."

Cooter slapped Luke on the back. "You got it, buddy. I'll go put the word out right now." He went over to where Bo was standing with his hands on the bars and put his hand on top of Bo's. "Don't worry none, Bo. We'll get you out of here before you know it." He smiled and was just about to leave, when the swinging doors to the police office flew open and in stormed Sheriff Little with one of his deputies.

"Well, well, what have we here?" sneered Little. "I was just in here to deliver some extradition papers to the so-called sheriff of these parts, but now it looks like everyone's saved me a trip to the Duke farm."

Rosco swaggered up to Little, almost on his tiptoes to match the height of the towering sheriff before him. "Alright, Little. What the heck are you doing here, and what papers are you talking about?"

Little gave a huge smile. "Why, I'm talking about the papers and arrest warrant I've got all printed up for Luke Duke. And now that I see the whole family's here. I can get this all done in one quick swipe."

"Arrest warrant!" Jesse cried, "For what?"

Sheriff Little's attention turned to Bo for a moment as he seemed to just be noticing what side of the bars he was standing on. "Well looky here." He teased. "You know, I was wondering why Luke was making that shine run all on his own, but now that I see where you've been spending your time, it all makes perfect sense."

Luke's jaw dropped open. "Shine run? What shine run? Are you out of your mind, Little?"

"I don't suppose you have an alibi for twelve o'clock today, do you?"

Luke's head bowed as he realized he was now the one being set up. "No, I don't. I was alone during that time, trying to make sense of what had just happened to Bo."

Little chuckled. "Ain't that a shame? You can deny it up and down, Duke, but I saw you cross into Chickasaw County with my own eyes. You know as well as I do what I'm talking about. Our little chase down Route 7, ending with you throwing all five jugs of shine out your window to try to destroy the evidence. It's a shame, too, 'cause it all would've worked if only that last bottle had smashed like the rest of them had. I guess lady luck was smiling down at me this time instead of you. I even have an eye witness besides me who can easily place you at the scene of the crime, and I've sent the remaining jug to our forensics' lab to pull your prints off from it. In the meantime, I have plenty evidence to arrest you and take you back into Chickasaw County." He waved his deputy over. "Read Mr. Duke his rights and get him cuffed and ready to be taken away."

Luke put his hands up, but began to back away. "Wait a minute, Little. Something very strange has been happening around here and we've got to try to work together to figure it all out. Please, just give us five minutes to talk to you and maybe we can get to the bottom of it."

"Sorry, no can do. I'm a busy man and have a very tight schedule." The deputy had reached Luke now and was turning him around to be patted down before being placed in handcuffs.

Rosco finally spoke up. "Just a second there. You have no right to take one of my Hazzard residents with you. He's gonna stay right here in Hazzard County's jail cells where he belongs. Once you get a full case against him, then we'll see about them papers you have."

"No we won't!" In the room marched Boss Hogg, almost seeming to appear out of nowhere.

Rosco looked over to his boss, confused. "We won't?"

Boss waved Rosco away in annoyance. "No, we won't. Why, Sheriff Little's come all this way to be nice enough to take Luke Duke off our hands. How can we deny him that after all the hard work he's done?" Boss seemed to be reeling in joy at the thought of both the Duke boys behind bars. "Besides, if them boys are kept apart, it'll cut down the chances of them scheming an escape plan and ruining everything." Boss popped his cigar in his mouth and approached Sheriff Little. "I'll take them papers for you, Little. Just show me where you need me to sign to take this here moonshiner out of my county."

Jesse marched straight up to Boss. "J.D! If I find out you had anything to do with this I'll…."

"Jesse Duke! How dare you accuse me of having any part in this? Why, I can't believe what I'm hearing. Here your boys have committed two crimes in two days, and you have the nerve to accuse me of some sort of conspiracy?" With that, he huffed and marched his way back through the door of his office.

Little set the papers down for Boss Hogg to sign. "Well, I can assure you that I saw Luke Duke with my own eyes as he was speeding down the road with the moonshine jugs in his possession. I don't see any way that Hogg could've made that happen against Luke's will. There wasn't any set up as far as I could see."

Luke glared back at Little after his hands had been cuffed behind him. "And you just happened to be there at the right time to see all of this?"

Sheriff Little thought for a moment. "Now that you mention it, no. I was given an anonymous tip that you would be crossing the county line to make a delivery, and sure enough, there you were." He smiled as he tucked the now signed papers into his shirt pocket. "You know, I almost gave up and went home after waiting for you for an hour. In fact, the only traffic I had on Route 7 all morning had been a delivery truck."

Luke's heart skipped a beat. "Delivery truck? Would it have been from a place called 'Hawthorne's'?

Little looked at Luke in surprise. "Yeah, it was. How did you know that? You were a good fifteen minutes behind that truck."

Luke looked at Cooter and Jesse. "That's it! That delivery truck is the key to this whole thing. You have to find that truck and find it fast. This is all connected somehow, I know it is. I'll bet my last dollar that the truck is being used to get the imposter General Lee from place to place without being seen until it's meant to be seen. That anonymous tip must've come from the culprit himself to be sure the sheriff was there to see it."

Cooter snapped his fingers. "I'm on it, and you can count on the rest of us getting to the bottom of all of this. You boys just hang in there until we figure this out. I promise it won't take long. They're starting to leave a trail now, and where there's a trail, there's a way right to 'em. I'm gone!"

Jesse stared helplessly from one of his nephews to the other. "I don't understand any of this. Why is this happening to you boys?"

Bo could only stand there as he watched what was taking place around him. He felt so useless, he wished there was some way he could help. He gave a pleading look to Jesse and shook his head. "I don't know, Uncle Jesse. I can't think of anyone who would do such a thing."

Even in the face of danger himself, Luke did his best to console his family around him. "Okay, everyone try to remain calm and just focus on what you need to do to get the whole truth to finally come out. I don't think I've got a lot of time before I have to leave here."

Jesse looked at Luke as if he were just remembering something. "Luke, do you have any idea about the shine jug Little mentioned?"

Luke sucked in his breath, remembering the missing shine bottle from the still sight. He nodded to Jesse. "If it happened as I'm thinking it happened, there's a good chance that the jug may have my prints on it. I did touch an empty jug this morning, but I promise you, Jesse, this whole thing's a set up. I never tried to deliver any shine this morning. You know that I would never do that, especially during the crisis our family was facing with Bo. A shine run was the last thing on my mind."

Jesse nodded. "I know that, Luke. I don't believe you're guilty anymore than I believe Bo is." He turned to Sheriff Little. "Ed Little, I understand that you have to do what you think is right, but I'm telling you now that you don't know the half of what's going on here, so keep an opened mind about all of this and be willing to accept some new evidence as it comes in. My boys are no more guilty of any crimes as you are. I also expect you to treat Luke fairly while you have him in your custody. I'll be by to see him as often as I can to keep an eye on things while he's there, too."

"You do what you have to, Jesse, but I can assure you I know what I saw. Luke was running shine this morning, no matter what he tells you. I saw him with my own eyes."

Surprisingly, Rosco had a strange question for Sheriff Little. "Did you see his face, Little, or did you only see him from behind?"

Little seemed taken aback for a moment. "Um, no. I didn't see him from the front, I saw him somewhat from the side and from the back. But I've seen him enough to recognize him when I see him, whether from the front or back, and it was him. Now," he said as he took Luke by the elbow. "I've wasted enough time here. If you need me you can reach me at my office. C'mon, Duke. It's time you get to see your new home away from home."

Luke made his hasty goodbyes as he was led away. Daisy's tears couldn't be held back any longer as she ran up to Luke and threw her arms around him. "Oh Luke! I don't know why this is happening, but I know we'll somehow figure it out and get you both out of this as soon as possible. I love you." She kissed him on the cheek.

"I love you too, sweetheart. Try not to worry. We'll get to the bottom of it all."

"Luke?" Bo called out from his cell.

"Hang in there, Bo. It'll be alright. Just try to keep a cool head, okay?"

Bo bit down on his lip as a tear welled up in his eye. "I will, Luke. I promise. You take care, now."

Jesse also gave him a quick hug before he was taken away. "You stay strong, boy." He said, placing his hands on Luke's shoulders to get one last good look at him. Jesse noticed a tear streaking down Luke's cheek. Knowing that Luke would never want anyone to see that, but being unable to wipe it away himself, Jesse helped him by rubbing the tear away while making it look like he was just brushing his cheek.

"Thank you, Uncle Jesse." Luke whispered, as he was taken through the doors and led away.

Daisy turned to Jesse and threw herself in his arms as she sobbed. Jesse stroked the back of her head with his hand. "Don't cry now, Daisy girl. Remember we promised Luke that we would get both him and Bo out of this. Now c'mon. We've got some investigating to do." He gently pushed her back to her feet and turned to Bo. "Daisy, Cooter and I won't rest a second until we figure this whole mess out, whether or not we get any help from the law around here." Jesse then threw a glaring look at Rosco, who had just leaned back against his desk, as if deep in thought.

"I know you will, Uncle Jesse." Bo replied.

Jesse went up to the cell and gave Bo as good a hug as possible through the bars. "We'll let you know the minute we find out any new information. Now that we have an idea of what we're looking for, it's only a matter of time before they make a mistake and get spotted." He smiled as he put his hand on Bo's shoulder and admonished him teasingly. "In the meantime, you be good."

Bo managed a smile as he nodded. "Yes, Sir. I will."

Jesse looked over at Rosco and Enos. "I hope you two boys have been listening to what's gone on in here today. Somewhere in Hazzard is someone who's robbing people, running shine and trying to frame my boys for it. I don't know why, but I know it's true. Now do your sworn duties and help to solve this case. Lord only knows who's next in all this, and we have to stop it before it goes any further."

Rosco didn't seem to hear Jesse at all, but Enos assured him that he would keep his eyes opened for anything suspicious. Jesse thanked Enos, then took Daisy's hand and led her out the door.