Chapter 5

I'm furiously driving my jeep I don't know where exactly.

I'm angry. My mind is full of an anger I've never felt before.

Behind my jeep only the dust.

Near me a gun, Enos's gun (his gun belt was still in the living room).

I hate John McGuire.

I heard everything Rosco said in the kitchen; I was in the living room, near the kitchen's door, but they didn't notice me.

I pretended to sleep in my room, near Bo, 'till everyone fell asleep: Bo in my room, Luke in his one, and uncle Jesse too.

Doc Appleby left the farm after a mother whose child had a high fever called him, but he'll be back as soon as possible to check Enos's condition.

When the farm was finally silent and everyone was sleeping, I got up and I went to Enos's room.

I spent a couple of hours looking at him, checking everything was OK.

He seemed to sleep peacefully, but then his breath started to quicken and he was in a cold sweat. It scared me, and I was going to call uncle Jesse for help but I didn't want to wake him up, so I caressed Enos's cheek, and fortunately he calmed down.

I think I stayed there a couple of hours, 'till dawn.

I don't know how I decided it, but I decided to find out if it's really John's fault (even if I'm sure 'bout it), and, if it's his fault, he'll pay for it.

I arrive at the junkyard as if I'm in a hypnotic state; when I left the farm I didn't think to come here.

I stop the jeep and I take a deep breath.

There's nobody in the junkyard.

It's only 6 a.m.

I see his patrol car, and I go closer to find out… what? What do I want to find out? Why am I here? I should be near him right now, calming him down. Am I somehow running off 'cause I don't stand to see him like that? I feel ashamed.

I freeze when I see his blood on the patrol car's door, on the ground, and on some metal sheets.

The CB is broken and the car's tires are cut, so he couldn't ask for help or drive the car to the town.

I feel sick.

I HATE JOHN MCGUIRE.

Nobody can hurt Enos; he's the sweetest man in the whole world, and he doesn't deserve to be treated like that.

I remember that John and his gang usually meet at a disused barn.

I decided to go there and to wait for them.

I can't help but keep on thinking to take revenge on John for what he did to Enos. It's my only thought; I don't want to think of anything else.

When I arrive at the barn I hide my jeep behind some bushes, and I wait; I don't mind how long I have to wait, but I'll wait for them.

It's finally morning and I wonder if at the farm uncle Jesse and my cousins are still sleeping or if they woke up and they realized I'm not there.

And Enos? Is he still unconscious? Is he in pain? Is Doc Appleby taking care of him?

I shake my head.

I don't want to think of his wounds, so I close my eyes and I fall asleep (am I so tired?).

When I wake up I see there're some cars in front the barn: John and his friends are there.

I silently come near the barn, and I look inside.

They're drinking beer and they're laughing.

"The deputy had what he deserved", John says.

I HATE HIM.

I decide to call Bo and Luke: there's no doubt John is the culprit, and my cousins will help me to stop him.

Suddenly a voice behind me, "Welcome, Daisy Duke. It's finally your turn. Deputy Strate can't help you today".

One of John's friend, a devilish smile on his face.

I try to run away, but he grabs me and he calls his friends.

I realize I'm in danger, and I forgot Enos's gun in my jeep.

I've been so stupid and unwise!

I hope Bo and Luke are looking for me.

After few minutes I'm in the barn, tied to a chair, John and his friends around me.

John smiles at me, "I've always wanted to see you naked, Daisy Duke".

When he grabs my shirt I shout at the top of my lungs.