CHAPTER 9
"So you think your German captor from over three years ago has suddenly decided to seek revenge against you and your family for escaping, from a string of numbers? Don't you think that' stretching things just a little?"
"I think it's possible. Somebody's after us, that much is for sure, and this makes as much sense as anything does."
"So what are you going to do about it? If it is true, you don't know where Ansagar Fleischer is or what he's planning. The Committee is trying to cut funding to the Airwolf project as it is, and I don't think flying all over the place in a random search for someone who might be after you is a very wise choice of using the resources you do have."
"What do you want me to do, Michael? Sit on my hands and wait for him to wipe out the entire family? That wouldn't be very beneficial for you either considering we're the only ones who know where Airwolf is. How much are they planning on cutting the budget anyway?"
"Cutting it off, everything. And I can understand what you're talking about, already went through all this with your brother after they had the sniper visit them at the cabin, but same as I told him, I can't do much until we know for sure who it is."
"Whoa, what is this about a sniper?"
"He didn't tell you?"
"Does it look like he told me? He and Cait are up there right now. I don't believe this," he said, rolling his eyes as he got up in a huff and strode towards the door. "I just don't believe this."
"Saint John," Michael called after him, "wait a minute."
"No Michael, you told me yourself there isn't anything you can do. Just keep the Committee from killing the Airwolf project and we'll worry about not getting the whole family killed off."
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"Visitors."
"Yeah, not that best timing either."
"You can say that again."
"Terrible timing actually," he said, kissing her on the lips once more, "but I guess I had better see who it is." He slid off the bed, tucking the .45 into his waistband and making his way down the stairs as the chopper outside came to a rest on the dock.
Long stride carrying him easily to the door, Saint John threw it opened, not knowing which to be more angry at - Michael for not telling him, or String for going back out here.
"Can I help you with something?" his brother asked coolly.
"You just trying to get yourself killed, or am I interrupting something?"
"Yeah. Actually, you are."
"Why didn't you tell me? Michael, but not me? And now you come back to the cabin; what would you want to come for, what could be worth risking your lives for?"
"Personally, I don't think it's any of your business, and even if it were, Michael had a good point. We at least wounded the sniper, and honestly I don't think we'd be much safer elsewhere. Whoever's after us knows about it all except perhaps where the Lady is hidden. If that is the case, why not be a little more comfortable at the cabin rather than sleeping on a cot or sofa until we figure out who it is and take care of the problem. Cait and I went up to the hospital this morning and needed to talk afterwards. I thought the cabin would offer a little more privacy."
That's another thing, you brought Cait. I can understand, to a point, what you mean about…" he finally realized what his brother was really talking about, and that this was neither the time nor the place. "I have a hunch on who it might be."
"You want to share since you're already here?"
"Might as well."
"I'll go get Cait then."
"Wait, why don't you relay the message later? I tell you and leave you two alone, Le and Josh will be wanting dinner and I was going to visit Ellie tonight again if I got the chance."
"Fine, what've you got?"
"I think it's Ansagar Fleischer, my captor from East Germany…"
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"You're finally back. I'd about decided I was going to have to send out a search part."
"For a minute there I was hoping you would, but he does have a good point, and he thinks he might have a clue what's going on."
"Oh?"
"Yeah, actually you'd probably know more about it though, considering I was in the hospital about to flake out at the time."
"Which time?" she teased.
"When you went to get Saint John out, the explosion that nearly killed Dom and I."
"But I though that was Horn, we already took care of him."
"We did, not the explosion though, Saint John's captors, Ansagar Fleischer, wants revenge because his prisoners got away. Why it has taken almost four years to happen, I don't know, but he plans to take out the entire family evidently. Problems is, we still don't know where he is and he obviously knows exactly where we are."
"So what are we going to do?"
"Wait. And next time he tries something we show him who he's messing with."