by Peg Keeley
and Danny got out of the car in the parking lot in front of the radio
station. They were met inside the door by Mac, who looked like he was
dressed more for the beach than the office.
his badge. "Five-0. We'd like to speak with Ms. Kanae."
and gestured through the glass of the soundproof studio where Mali sat
on a stool, headset on, her back to them. In a sudden explosion of anger,
she pitched the sheet music to the floor. Mac smiled. "She's a little
down the sound in the headset and Mali turned around, spotting the two
officers immediately. She issued an unheard oath and tossed the headset
aside. Coming to the door, she opened it and leaned against the frame,
her raven hair loose around her shoulders, her pretty face set angrily.
started, "if it isn't Batman and Robin."
we'd like a word with you," Steve said, ignoring her remark.
"You're McGarrett. I remember you." She glanced at Danny, but did not
speak to him. "So, what do you want? I haven't done anything wrong. My
spoken with him. This isn't about parole. It has to do with Lewis Watanabe,
your Aunt Sarah, and--" Steve paused for effect, "--your son, Lonnie."
it. "I think we should speak privately."
nonchalantly, and gestured them down the hall to the tiny snack room guarded
by a vending machine on either side of the door. She shut the door behind
"You do have
a son named Lonnie?" Steve clarified.
at Danny, a glint in her eye. "So what if I do?"
"He was abducted
from your aunt's home yesterday."
a hand. "Now, hold on. He's fine. Lewis didn't mean to alarm her. It was
games, Mali," Danny blurted. "You lied to me. You said you had no baby."
cut him off. "I said you had no baby."
"You told Officer Williams you had an abortion, which wasn't true. You
delivered a son fourteen months ago at Human Hospital." He pulled out
a copy of the birth certificate. "You listed Dan Williams as your son's
smiled. "Good for you. So, I decided to yank his chain," she said to McGarrett,
tossing her head towards Danny. "So what? That's not a crime."
"It is if
you are assisting Watanabe in espionage. What do you know about Lewis
Watanabe?" Steve asked.
"He's a talent scout. He's giving me a second chance."
"And a whole
lot more," Danny interjected. "And you're giving him--what?"
at him. "My life," she hissed. "And why not. You said me a week ago. I
was a hag, no hope, no future. In just a few days Lewis has turned all
that around for me. I have a chance to make it really big."
He shook his
head. Doesn't she ever learn?
once again to get the questioning back on track. "Mali, what do you do
here for Lewis?"
she said simply.
songs mostly. He likes to feature new writers and composers. I sing the
"May I see
some of the pieces?"
you have a search warrant?" she commented.
it from his hand and left the room headed for Mac.
a deep breath and glanced at Steve. "Not exactly repentant."
have a half grin, but did not reply.
and tossed a piece of handwritten sheet music at them.
it quickly for anything obvious, then passed it on to Danny. Both of them
could read music, but neither could see anything unusual. "I'd like to
borrow this," Steve informed her.
Mac to make a copy. Anything else?" she asked with a cold glare.
For the first
time, her composure slipped. "With Lewis."
"Oh, off and
around somewhere." Although trying to sound casual, her voice quivered.
"I want to
see him," Danny persisted.
"I can't do
that," she replied through tight lips.
a pause of silence in which they stood looking at each other, both of
them stubborn and neither willing to yield.
was Mali who glanced at Steve. "Um, McGarrett, would you give us a minute
patting Danny's arm and closed the door behind him.
For a moment,
the only sound was that of the vending machine as the compressor kicked
on. Mali sat down on the edge of the small table. "Pretty hard on you,
He did not
answer immediately. "I don't understand you, Mali, I never did."
She at the
floor, the ceiling, anywhere but at him. "I guess I really screwed it
up this time."
He took that
as an apology. "I have to ask: Lonnie is my son, right?"
at him now, surprise in her eyes. "Of course. I don't just sleep around
you know. I really wanted to make it with you. You gotta remember, I didn't
know who you were then. I thought you were a nice, simple beach-boy. You
weren't honest with me either. Afterwards, I really did have plans to
abort, but it was late in the pregnancy, I was scared. I could feel him
move inside me. So, I was going to get rid of him after he was born, sell
him to rich folks or something, but after I held him, I couldn't. And
he doesn't look haole, not at all. He's a good baby, too. I just don't
want you in his life. There's no space for you."
digested that then asked, "Where is he?"
"I don't know."
Tears suddenly sprang to her eyes. "Lewis took him from Sarah's place
because I wasn't going to sing his silly songs."
"Did he threaten
to hurt Lonnie?" Danny demanded, fear growing in his chest.
"No, not in so many words, but he made me feel afraid. I don't know what
to do. Those songs are terrible music. There's got to be a big reason
why he wants me to sing them. And Mac out there--Lewis is scared of him."
The sound man had not seemed like a person of consequence. Now he began
to consider the possibilities. "Where's Lewis?"
her head. "He'll be back here at five o'clock."
at his watch. "It's 1:30. Just sit tight, Mali. Do whatever he tell you.
Call me with anything you learn, but be careful." He handed her his card.
"And don't take any chances. Can you convince Mac out there that we didn't
enjoy this exchange?"
She slammed the door open with sudden vengeance. "Get the hell out of
here, little man!" she shouted.
in surprise from the desk.
they got into the Lincoln, Steve turned. "Well?"
the seatbelt. "Lewis has kidnapped Lonnie to make her cooperate and sing
the music. She's scared to death."
started the engine. "And I think we've found out how Pat Ginko plans to
pass on the stolen missile codes."
back to the snack room and sat down at the table, playing with her hair.
She knew that Danny and McGarrett thought there was some kind of message
in the sheet music. What kind of message? Secret spy type of stuff? Whatever
it was, Lewis was certainly serious about the songs being sung. There
are four songs. Mac always locks them up in the desk in the office. She
also knew that the one he'd copied for Five-0 was not one of the four
songs. McGarrett's team could look at that score for years and never find
the message because it wasn't there. What do I do? I somehow got Lonnie
and myself into this, it's up to me to get us out. If Lewis values those
scores, then that is were my strength lies. If I can take them, maybe
I can use them to get Lonnie back.
back out to the mixer where Mac was playing with some wiring.
he asked her. "Those guys are pretty scary."
and McGarrett?" She shrugged. "They're nothing. They're way out in left
field somewhere. You hungry?"
go get me something to eat? I want to work on the music some more. Lewis
will be happy if he sees I mean business."
"Oh come on.
I don't need a full time babysitter, those cops won't be back that quick.
The grill is just a block away. Come on, Mac," she pleaded.
gave in. He handed her the sheet music she'd been working on earlier.
"I'll just be a few minutes."
as he headed out of the door, walked across the small parking lot and
disappeared in the direction of the fast food stand. She turned and raced
down the narrow corridor to Lewis' office. She burst through the locked
door with little trouble and quickly searched through the desk for the
other three musical scores. As she tugged on the drawers, she quickly
discovered one to be locked. It took valuable time as she fumbled with
a paper clip to pick the lock. This looks so easy on TV. Unsuccessful,
she rattled the drawer anxiously. Then she spotted the tool box in the
corner. Scooping up a hammer and screwdriver, she wedged in the head of
the screwdriver, then slammed the handle with the hammer. Wood splintered
as the drawer burst open. She scattered the contents in her haste, but
there was no music. Frustrated and aware that she was running out of time,
Mali dropped the drawer, just happening to turn in over. There was an
a manila folder taped to the bottom. She tore it loose. Inside were the
other three music scores for the folk songs.
to praise herself, she dashed for the exit, looked quickly around and
then raced for her life to put distance between her and the radio station.
Mali did not
stop to catch her breathe until she had run several blocks. A bus was
just pulling up to the stop as she rested. It did not matter where it
was going, she got on. As the bus slowly pulled back out into traffic,
she relaxed back on the seat to contemplate her options. Five-0 will
want these sheets, they think there is some kind of secret code in them.
Maybe there is. But if I get the music to them, how will I get Lonnie
back? I could trade the music for Lonnie. Of course Lewis would be angry.
I would agree to still sing the songs. But should I? What are these secrets?
She considered all the Lewis had given her. It was too good to be true.
If I give the music to Danny, he will certainly want to be sure Lonnie
is returned safely. But what happens to me? He'd probably get me locked
up so he could keep Lonnie without me. That is exactly what he'd try to
do. And he's friends with all those legal people.
At last, the
bus dropped her off in downtown Honolulu near the marina. Still not completely
certain of the choice to make, she pulled out Danny's card and went to
the pay phone and dialed the number.
voice answered the ring. "Five-0."
"I need to
speak to Danny Williams please."
hesitated. "He's not in the office, may I take a message?"
detect the fear in the voice. "Is there someone else who could help you?
Can I do something for you?"
She bit her
lip. "I don't know. No, no, I don't think so."
"May I ask
back." She hung up. She waited a minute or two, then called the radio
answered, but his voice was tense.
I've taken the music. "This is Mali."
get back here before Lewis does." Mac's voice sounded angry, yet relieved
to hear her. "If you come back now, I'll help you with an alibi. I'll
make sure Lewis brings your kid over. If you don't come back now, you'll
have a lot of trouble."
you. "Find Lewis," she stated. "I'll call back. You have what I want,
I have what you want. You give me my son, you get your stinking music.
If you don't do it my way I take the stuff to Five-0."
left her here!" Lewis was still shouting at Mac. "She'd just had those
to guys from Five-0 here and you left her? One of those guys were her
ex-lover, the father of her kid. You didn't see a problem with that?"
"We'll get her back."
I'll get her back. Your boss will know this was your fault."
it up. "KHON."
Mali. I want Lonnie."
said trying to be calm and reassuring. "I am so glad you called. Why did
you do this? You don't know the risk you are taking. Look, I have bosses,
too. They find out about this and they kill you, me, Lonnie, everybody.
Just come back here at let us work this out. If you'd told me you wanted
to see Lonnie so bad, I'd have found a way. Why didn't you tell me?"
"I want Lonnie,
Lewis. You get this music when I get me son."
"Mali, I don't
have him right here. I need time to locate him. I think the babysitter
took him to the zoo today."
She was not
amused. "It's 4:00, Lewis. You have two hours."
"Okay. I can
get him by that time. You come back here and-"
him to Kapiolani Park."
silence. Lewis knew she was smart enough to want a public place. "How
about the big marina? It's by the park."
She bit her
lip. "Why there?"
"I have a
boat at lock 46. I'll have Lonnie there for you. You bring the scores.
And, Mali, nobody else. Understood?" He hung up. He pulled a gun out of
his file cabinet and checked that it was loaded.
Mali sat in
a coffee shop where she could keep an eye on the area of the marina where
Lewis would meet her. As she gazed out towards the harbor, she had the
opportunity to reconsider the choices she was making and the gravity of
the situation. It's Lonnie's life at stake. No matter what, he must
be safe. Danny would certainly understand that. He'd never endanger his
son. She remembered Danny's stricken expression when she'd told him
she'd aborted his child. Why was I ever so cruel? He tricked me, he
lied to me and betrayed me. He doesn't deserve to ever lay claims to such
a wonderful son as Lonnie -- yet he is Lonnie's father. It was wrong.
She could see clouds bubbling up out on the horizon. A storm was gathering
strength out on the ocean and moving in towards the island. It can't
rain! I did not plan on rain. The dock will be deserted and Lonnie will
get wet. A large rain drop slid down the window. Another chased it.
I must bargin with Lewis. I'll tell him I made copies and if he doesn't
let me go, they'll be mailed to Five-0. Will he believe me? I don't know.
It might have been a good idea, but I haven't even got the money to make
copies. She sighed and drew her legs up under her on the plastic booth
seat. What about the people Lewis is doing this for? Codes and things
sound like spies. Can I deal with spies? The rain was a steady mist,
the pavement outside was beginning to collect puddles covered in small
rainbows of oil.
Mali rose from her booth and went to the counter where a burly man sat
consuming an order of curly fries. "Excuse, me can I beg a quarter from
you? I need to make an important phone call." I cannot believe I have
been so humiliated as to have to beg a quarter from the stranger!
He sized her
up and grinned. "You sweet, chick. You can borrow any of me that you want."
He squeezed her arm.
a smile, accepted the coin then hurried away to the phone booth in the
far corner. I wish Danny was here. God, I never thought I'd be telling
myself that! She dropped the coin into the slot and, checking Danny's
card, dialed the number.
up the phone again. "Five-0."
pause, then a new voice. "Lukela."
to hang up.
As if sensing
it, Duke said quickly. "Don't hang up, Mali. Talk to me."
"You know who I am?"
"I knew you
might call back," he said quietly. "You did call before, right?"
"I need to talk to Danno."
"I know you
do. Tell me where you are and I'll have him come to you."
"No, I want
to talk to him. If he comes, Lewis will know! He said no cops!" She glanced
around the room. If she had been overheard, no one cared.
on, Mali. Please, just talk to me. I can get a message to him." Duke hoped
the trace would go quickly. He pressed the little button to request the
trace as soon as Jenny had told him it was a female asking for Danny.
"I have the
music with the hidden codes in it; the ones you all want to badly. Danno
said he'd help get Lonnie back."
not make a deal with Lewis, wait for Danny," Duke advised.
late. I'm meeting Lewis in a few minutes," she said.
You'll get Lonnie and you killed! Where are you?"
gave a melodic ding and issued a metalic voice. "Please insert twenty-five
cents for the next three minutes."
"I don't have
"Give me the
number, I'll call you back," he pleaded.
Marina, lock 46, 6 o'clock." She hung up. Her hands were shaking visibly
as she turned away. He thinks this is too dangerous. I don't have a
choice anymore. She glanced at her watch; 5:30. If I go early,
I can hide down there and see Lewis when he arrives. I can surprise him.
She lingered another few minutes, then slipped out of the coffee shop
into the light rain. Isn't surprise supposed to be some kind of special
trick in these things? At least I'll have that.
natural, Mali," Mac's voice came as he stepped in behind her.
watching you in there for a while. Who'd you call? Your cop boyfriend?"
the weather report," she snapped.
chuckled. "Let's go." He pointed towards the marina. "I've got a gun and
I still get the scores if you're dead, so don't do anything cute."
"I just want
Lonnie," she told him.
Mac led her
down to the wharf and to the lock were a twenty foot power boat was tied
up. As they approached, Lewis stepped out of the little cabin, Lonnie
on one arm.
When the child
saw his mother, he reached out his arms and began to whine.
the urge to run to him. "Lonnie!" she called, happy to see him.
"I told you
he was fine," Lewis commented. "I really don't know why you've caused
all this mess. It's made me look bad is certain circles."
"I don't care
how back you look," she retorted. "I want my son."
"I want the
music," he snapped back.
the envelope from her bad. "Lonnie first."
"What kind of a fool do you think I am? Mac."
behind her, snatched the envelope from her hand and passed it down to
to fuss and reach towards his mother. Lewis shifted him to the other arm.
"Shut up, kid," he snarled and tore open the envelope. Cursing, he turned
back to her. "It's empty!"
triumphantly. "It's in a safe place. If I go free with Lonnie, I'll mail
it to you. If I don't, it goes automatically to Five-0."
a little chuckle that gradually built to a laugh. "You've been watching
too many movies." The smile faded away. "I really don't want to hurt you,
Mali. You have a lovely face. It would be a shame to waste it. And there
is, of course, little son-of-cop here." He drew a gun and placed it against
Lonnie's head. "Where is the music?"
a cry of fear. "I don't have them here!"
could speak again, there came a shout. "McGarrett! Five-0! Drop your weapon!"
shocked. He couldn't see McGarrett, but yelled back, "I've got the kid!
I've got the kid! I'll blow him apart! Mac, come on."
down into the boat, pushing Mali before him. Grabbing her as a shield,
he pulled the bow line free and ducked with her into the cabin. He revved
the engine and slammed it into all ahead as Lewis continued to crouch
on the deck, gun at Lonnie's head.
Danny stood helplessly by as the boat roared out of the marina. Steve
turned and ran to the car where he requested a patch the the Coast Guard,
but Danny stood staring at the fleeing craft. He'd seen the fleeting glimpse
of his son, in the clutches of a dangerous man and he was ready to storm
into hell itself to get him back.
inboard power boat sped towards the open sea and into the throat of the
oncoming storm. It was hopelessly ill-equipped to handle the waves that
soon battered it. The wind rose, spraying seawater and rain against the
windows of the cabin. Mali huddled low, comforting Lonnie who didn't mind
the peril and was thrilled to be again with his mother.
Mac spoke in hushed tones as the boat rose and fell in the ever increasing
swells. As they clearing the harbor buoy, Lewis turned on a small transmitter
and spun the dial to the frequency he wanted. He called out a message
was almost immediate. There were cryptic sentences back and forth, then
Mac turned to a new heading. A waved slammed the boat broadside, nearly
capsizing it. "You have killed us both," Mac snapped to Lewis in Chinese.
his head. "There is still a way. We can take the codes directly to the
have them," Mac replied.
I know she does," Lewis muttered.
his head. "We cannot make it to international water. They must come inside
the three mile limit."
Mac did not
reply. "Hell of a ride ahead," he remarked in English. Through Mac's careful
seamanship, they made slow progress and he kept zig-zagging the little
craft through the wind and the waves. He wondered what kind of a match
they would be if a Coast Guard cutter was searching for them. It was taking
all his concentration to keep them afloat as waves splashed over the bow,
ran back and down into the cabin. Dirty paper cups, old empty cans and
other trash floated back and forth around their feet. Mali, now sobbing
in fear, took hold of the only life jacket that seemed available, and
tried to make it fit little Lonnie. He did not like it and fussed angrily
with the straps. She tried to sing gently to him to calm them both, but
her voice faltered and shook with fear.
was poor, and darkness was starting to fall. Mac and Lewis began to argue
in Chinese and Lewis seemed to give in and picked up the transmitter mic
again. He requested the larger ship move in.
response was negative from the unseen Chinese vessel.
again, claiming Mali had the codes they wanted and that the little craft
would certainly capsize and sink before ever crossing the three mile limit
into international water. He insisted the spy vessel move in.
was edged in reluctance. They would close to two miles and no further.
and asked for new coordinates. He felt confident they would make the rendezvous.
Several minutes later, they could see a large shape through the mist.
Mac prayed it was not the Coast Guard. A spot light played across their
boat and blinked rhythmically.
a cheer. "We did it!" He shouted in English.
The two boats
closed the gap, the smaller bobbing to and fro in the waves. Mac brought
it in close and Lewis secured a line to the ladder leading up the side
of the larger ship. Mac, Lewis, and Mali (clutching Lonnie in his safety
vest cocoon) scrambled up onto the slick and wet, but steady deck of the
Just aft in
a sheltered area stood an older Chinese man, dressed neatly in a white
shirt with black slacks. He peered coldly at them through thick glasses.
If the weather concerned him, it did not show on his face. "So," he began,
"this is Malama Kanae whom you spoke so highly of."
his gaze. "Yes, Hsin."
she would cooperate. You claimed she was loyal to you," he continued,
his eyes narrowing at Mali. "You have grossly over estimated her ability."
my son!" Mali blurted. "I would have done whatever he wanted, except he
widened slightly and he turned his attention to her as though she had
said nothing. "Miss Kanae, you have been a great deal of trouble for me.
You have property of mine. Give me the coded music now."
"Wait a minute,"
she said, fearlessly. "He stole my baby. I had to get him back. That's
all I wanted. I was going to sing those ugly little songs -- not that
they were any good."
the codes?" he demanded, anger rising in his eyes.
"In a safe
place," she stated, glaring him in the eye. She was terrified, but hoped
she could fake this.
at the two large seamen guarding the group. "I can have my men search
you," he suggested without emotion. "They will be very thorough."
She eyed the
men, one smiled broadly. "I'll give you your silly codes. What good are
they to me? I just want free passage for my son and me."
"You are in
no position to make demands," Hsin snarled.
wind of the storm could be heard the sound of a rotor blade.
"This is the
Coast Guard!" shouted an amplified voice. "Stand down and prepare to be
gleamed with anger. "Watanabe, you fail me."
helicopter with the three guardsmen, Danny radioed the co-ordinates back
to the cutter which, traveling slower, would arrive in several minutes.
A man on the
ship lifted a machine gun and fired several rounds at the helicopter.
He missed widely, but the pilot rose a bit, putting more distance between
them and the ship. The pilot radioed for orders.
Hsin. "We are in territorial water! It is an act of war!" He spun back
towards the group. "Remove our waste," he snapped at one guard, "and full
ahead to international water."
The man lifted
his gun and shot first Lewis, then Mac as each managed one syllable of
protest. Mali, screamed, knowing she was next and squeezed her eyes shut.
her eyes, hopefully.
Americans something else to think about. Place Miss Kanae and her son
in their boat and set it adrift." He paused and looked closely at Mali.
"When you are safely back on land know this: I will come for you. I will
have what you have hidden." His hand brushed over Lonnie's black curls.
"It would be a shame for more harm to come to this child." He turned and
sure how to take this. By some miracle, they were not to be shot. She
looked down at the fragile craft and remembered how hard the boat had
been to control. Still, the helicopter was right out there; they'd pick
her up in no time. She almost happily let them help her back down the
rope ladder to the boat. The line was cut, just as the large boat's engines
gunned up to full speed.
craft was almost capsized in the wake of the ship. It spun crazily. She
had no means to control it as waves dashed over the sides.
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