In the last chapter: Claw murdered Mr. Dimes and also kidnapped Frederick, so that she can find Tigress.1
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The early morning light glared at the handsome and daring Michael Knight as he drove his futuristic computerize Trans-am, named KITT, down the highway. It shined like a dancing black pearl in the roaring waves of the cars and the big rigs all around it.3
KITT knew that Michael was troubled about the case that they had been presently working on for the past three weeks. It showed up in his baby blue eyes, because his eyes were just wandering the street. At the same time, he gripped KITT's steering wheel with his strong hands. Michael wanted to rip out the steering wheel from the dashboard, taking his frustrations with it.4
“Do you want me to contact Devon?”5
“No, KITT. I want to see what Mr. Dimes needs.”6
“Helen sounded frightened on the phone.”7
Michael turned on the road to the warehouse. “I know… I got this feeling.” 8
“This place looks deserted.”9
He opened the door. “Pal, I'm still going in.” Michael jumped out of the seat. “Keep your scanners peeled.” He closed the door and walked up to the service door.10
He knocked on the door, pushed it opened, and entered the warehouse. The lights were on and all the boxes were gone. 11
A couple of days ago this warehouse was packed full.12
Michael took his left arm to bring up his com-link near his mouth. “KITT, is there anyone here?”13
“Yes, but Mr. Dimes is dead,” KITT replied through the com-link. 14
Michael raced to the middle of the warehouse, there in the distance laid Mr. Dimes. He bent down to take a closer look at the body as his com-link began to beep.15
“What is it?”16
“Michael, the police is here…”17
Boom! Echoed throughout the warehouse, then two police officers entered through the office.18
Both officers pointed their guns at Michael. “Hold it, right there,” said one of the officers.19
He stood up. “My name is Michael…”20
The officer waved his gun at him. “I don't care what your name is! You're under arrest.”21
Michael raised his arms in the air. “My name is…”22
“Get next to the wall, now!” the officer yelled.23
Michael walked over to the wall and placed his hands on it. The other officer checked his body for weapons. Then the officer took his hands, put them behind his back to place the handcuffs on him. He read Michael his rights, and they walked out to the squad car.24
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Michael sat in an interview room while his left arm was handcuffed to the steel chair. The green faded paint made him sick to his stomach, while sweat ran down the back of his neck to his drenched shirt.26
The door swung open as a fat man in a brown suit walked into the sweltering room. He pulled a chair out of the corner, brought it to the steel table, and sat across from Michael.27
“I'm Detective Roberts.”28
Michael stared into his eyes.29
“I'm on your side, I want to help you.”30
Michael took his free hand to wipe the sweat from his brow. “How about turning on the air before I have a heat stroke?”31
The detective cracked a smile. “Our air is broke.”32
“Yeah right; only for this room.” Michael rolled his eyes.33
“Fine, smart guy, what were you doing at the warehouse?”34
Michael’s eyes widen. “Being set up!” he yelled.35
The detective slammed down his hand on the table; Michael did not flinch.36
The detective leaned back on his chair. “You clowns are all like! I have a dead body and the murderer sitting in this room.” 37
Michael looked straight into the Detective Roberts’ eyes. “I'm telling you, I didn't do it! I was set up to take the fall…”38
A knock on the door, the detective got up, and left. Michael tried to hear their conversation; then he came back in the room with an officer.39
“It looks like you were telling the truth. According to the coroner the body has been dead for a couple hours. Mr. Dimes' secretary and the eye-witness said that you had just arrived at the warehouse.”40
The officer unlocked the handcuffs; Michael rubbed his left wrist, and stared at him.41
“You're free to go,” the officer said.42
Michael got up and walked to the door as Detective Roberts stood in his way. “I'll be keeping an eye on you,” he said with a grin on his face.43
Michael stared back at him. “I'm an easy man to watch.”44
Detective Roberts stepped aside; Michael walked out of the room to follow the officer to the main lobby.45
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A honey blonde woman sat in one of the chairs as Michael turned to the officer. “Do I have any paper work that I need to sign?”46
“No,” he replied. 47
Michael walked over to the blonde; he noticed that she was tapping her foot. She wore a red hot silk tight button shirt under her blue jean jacket, and black jeans with red boots. Her sparkling blue eyes looked into his.48
“Mr. Knight, I'm so sorry. I didn't know…”49
He sat down next to her. “It's all right, Helen, please call me, Michael. They let me go.” 50
She grabbed his hand. “I can't believe he's dead.”51
“I'll find out who killed him. I'd like to get out of here.” He squeezed her hand.52
Helen gave him a smile. “I bet you would like a shower.” 53
“Yes, I would. We need to talk.”54
Helen stared into his eyes. “Is there a restaurant near your motel?”55
“Yes, I'll meet you there in an hour.”56
“Okay.” Helen raised her eyes’ brows. “What about your car? It was still at the parking lot.”57
Michael gave her a smile. “I've a feeling it is outside waiting for me.” He winked at her. “It is a very smart car.”58
They stood up from the chairs and walked out of the police station; to Helen surprised to see his car in the parking lot.59
Helen turned to him and grabbed his arm. “Michael, you're right, you do have a smart car.”60
A tingled sensation raced down his back as he walked over to KITT. Michael watched as Helen got into her white mustang and drove off. He opened his door, slid into his seat, and closed it.61
“Are you all right?” KITT asked.62
He turned the key. “Yeah KITT, I'm fine. I got this funny feeling.” 63
“Where are we going?”64
“Back to the motel, I need a shower.”65
~66
Michael walked into the small diner as Helen waved her hand at him; he walked over to her, slid into the booth to sit across from her. Michael turned over his coffee cup, pushed it to the side and the waitress walked over to him.67
“Sir, regular or decaf?” the waitress asked.68
“Regular is fine. I would like some eggs over easy with white toast and some hash browns,” Michael said.69
“I'll have the same too,” Helen replied.70
The waitress poured the hot coffee in his cup. “All right, that will be a few minutes.” 71
Michael looked into Helen's eyes and could see that she was deeply troubled by something. “Who are you? I know you aren't Mr. Dimes' secretary.” 72
She took a deep breath and let it out. “I'm a private investigator, hired by Galaxies Corporation to find their missing shipment.”73
Michael looked straight into her blue eyes. “I see.”74
“Mr. Dimes had me to come in as his secretary to find out what was going on at the warehouse.”75
Michael took a sip f coffee. “Did you?”76
“Yes.” 77
The waitress came back with their food.78
Helen picked up her folk. “I've been following a trail of thieves these past three weeks.” She took a bite of her food and then swallowed. “I also had a drug company to hire me, to find out if one of their employees was stealing from them, which he is. Then that turned into something even bigger that leads back to the warehouse,” Helen said.79
“Two cases at once.” Michael dived into his eggs. “What does that have to do with me?” He grabbed the hot sauce and poured over his hash browns. “I was brought in by the other company who paid for those missing computers from Galaxies Corporation. That was why I asked all those questions.”80
“I know.” She bit into her toast and then swallowed. “I believed that Mr. Dimes was being blackmailed. The stolen shipment that I have been looking for isn't those missing computers. It is drugs. These drugs can change a person's personality from good to bad or bad to good.”81
“I see.” He finished his hash browns and the eggs.82
“I believed that Mr. Dimes has been setup to bring you involved for some reason, I don't know. Whoever is behind this is very powerful.”83
Michael took a sip of his coffee. “How do you know all this?”84
“A long story, I'm returning a favor to an old friend.” Helen took one last bite off her toast, reached for her purse, and opened it. She pulled out two small bottles. “Here is a sample of the drug and the antidote.” Helen gave them to him.85
Michael took the drugs to inspect them closely. He looked up to see the panic in her face as he reached over and grabbed her hand. “Everything is going to be all right.”86
Helen began to shake in her seat. “Michael, I'm so scared. I've been in the business for a while, but this case has a life of its own.”87
“I know that feeling too.” He took his right hand to push some loose strands of her hair out of her face. Helen reached up, touched his strong hand, and glanced into his eyes. “I've a feeling that you want something more.”88
“I do,” she whispered.89
“How about a rain check, I've another appointment this morning?”90
She gave a heavy sigh. “I understand.” 91
“Good.” He leaned over gave her a long kiss. “Finish your food because you're going to need your energy for later.” He smiled at her.92
“I will.”93
“Breakfast is on me.” Michael sat down in the booth; grabbed the bill, and slid out of it. He paid the cashier, gave the waitress her tip, and looked back at Helen to wave goodbye as he left the diner.94
Michael walked over to KITT, opened the door, he sat down in the seat. KITT closed the door once Michael's legs were in.95
“Helen likes you.”96
Michael leaned back in his seat. “Yeah, I know. It's time to go to meet Jamie.”97
“You're very late…”98
He turned the key. “I'll just turn on my charm for her.”99
“You're still late, Jamie is going to be angry, and she is our next assignment.”100
Michael let out a huge sigh. “Yes, KITT, I know. I want you to run a background check on Miss Helen. She doesn't feel right. I can't place my finger on it.”101
Michael drove down the road for his next meeting. The danger level was rising in his gut and trying to figure out his new clues, where they might lead to next.102
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