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Chapter 6

Hawke, still stretched out on the small cot, had drifted off to sleep when he was suddenly awakened by Dom's yell. "String! Someone's coming!"

String jumped up and looked out the window. "Looks like a woman," he replied.

Both men carefully slipped to the side of the window so they could watch the jeep coming up the dirt road and avoid being seen by the visitor. The car tires kicked up a lot of dirt so it wasn't until she got closer that the men were able to get a better look at the driver.

"String, maybe my eyes are getting old and playing tricks on me but I think that looks like Marella," said Dom.

Hawke smirked at his friend. "Well, your eyes are definitely getting old, but that is Marella. Something must have gone wrong. Michael would never send her in here alone."

Dom opened the front door and the two men hurried down the walkway to meet her.

"Come on, get in. We don't have a lot time," she insisted.

"Nice to see you too, Marella," Dom replied.

The two men climbed into the jeep and they quickly headed away from the house.

"What's going on, Marella?" asked Hawke. "Where's Michael?"

Without taking her eyes off of the road, Marella began to explain the situation to the men.

"Well," she said. "Do you want the good news or the bad news first?"

"Ladies choice," replied Hawke. "I just want all of it."

"The bad news is that Michael and Doc are in the local jail. They are accused of drug smuggling."

"What? How in the world did that happened?" asked Dom.

Marella continued. "We needed someone local to help us get to you. Doc has a friend here and he only trusted Doc. So, they both went to see him for help. The problem is that some of the local law enforcement got suspicious and showed up there right after Michael and Doc. Doc's friend had to find some excuse for them being there and he certainly wasn't going to say that he was helping them find fugitives."

"He said they were trying to sell drugs?" Hawke asked. "What's the good news in that?"

"Well, their being incarcerated kept the officials distracted. As a result, I was able to get in and meet with Doc's friend. It took awhile to get him to trust me or I would've been here sooner."

"That doesn't sound like a good plan from the start. How could they leave you and Airwolf alone like that? Not unless you've learned how to fly her?" asked Dom.

Marella became slightly anxious. She wasn't sure how to break the news to them. Hawke would definitely be angry. So, she tried to change the subject. "We don't have a lot of time," she replied. "Eventually they will figure it out. I've got a plan to get them out but we have to get to Airwolf quick."

A sick feeling overcame Hawke. "You didn't answer Dom's question. Do you know how to fly Airwolf? Answer me!"

"No," she replied. "No, I don't know how to fly her. And, no, Michael wouldn't leave me alone without someone being able to fly us out of here. We were supposed to leave if they didn't come back in twenty four hours. We just couldn't do that. So, here I am."

Dom closed his eyes and shook his head. "No! He didn't, did he?"

Hawke was furious. "Michael promised me! He said she would never be brought into this!

Marellla pulled the jeep in between the two helicopters. "Look, he didn't have a choice. It's too late to argue about this now. What's done is done."