by: Marty Chrisman

“Bo, I get the feeling this guy ain’t very friendly!” Luke said unnecessarily, as Bo tried to take evasive action to avoid getting hit by a stray bullet.

“Tell me something I don’t know!” Bo said anxiously, as he tried to keep the truck on the road, keep from getting shot, and keep the other car in sight all at the same time. He twisted the wheel sharply to the left just as the car pulled up behind them and rammed the back of the truck.

“Bo! Do something!” Luke yelled, glancing over his shoulder at the other car which seemed determined to either shot them or run them off the road, or maybe both.

“Dang it, I’m trying!” Bo said sharply, as he kept twisting the wheel to right and then to the left, keeping the truck swerving from side to side in the road to try and keep the other car from hitting them again. Suddenly, without warning, the other car backed off and turned off onto a side road, disappearing in a cloud of dust.

The three Duke cousins let out a collective breath and looked at each other anxiously. “You think those were the guys that killed Angie?” Daisy asked breathlessly

“I’d bet on it…..” Bo said angrily “And I think we were right….they’re after Luke now.”

“What are we gonna do?” Daisy said trying to keep her nervousness from showing in her voice.

“I’m still gonna talk to Rosco.” Luke said in a determined voice “At least now we can give him a description of that car.”

“But we still couldn’t see who was driving it.” Bo reminded him in a frustrated voice.

“No, but there was two of ‘em.” Luke said his own voice sounding frustrated “It’s not much to go on but it’s all we’ve got right now.”

“Dang it, Luke…I wish that memory of yours would kick in so we at least knew who we should be worrying about.” Bo said glumly

“Alright, you two.” Daisy said “Let’s just get to town and tell Rosco what happened.”

Ten minutes later, they pulled up in front of the Hazzard County Court House. The three cousins climbed out of the truck and hurried into the building. Roscoe looked up as they burst into the Sheriff’s office.

“What do you Dukes want?” he demanded

“We wanna report somebody taking shots at us just outside of town.” Bo told him “Two men in a late model Blue Sedan.”

“And if you wanna talk to me so bad, I’ll talk to you.” Luke said “But not until you let Uncle Jesse go.”

“Now hold on, you Dukes….” Rosco spluttered “One thing at a time…how do you know these guys in this car was shooting at you?”

“Oh, come on, Rosco!” Bo said in an annoyed voice “You wanna go look at the bullet holes in Uncle Jesse’s truck?”

“They were shooting at us, Rosco!” Daisy said “And we figure they have to be the same guys that killed Angie and now they’re after Luke.”

“Now why would they be after Luke?”

“To keep him from remembering who they are and identifying them you idiot!” Bo said starting to lose patience with Rosco and his incompetence.

“Well does Luke remember who they are?” Rosco asked

“No….” Luke said starting to lose patience with Rosco himself “But I don’t think they care much about that right now.” He took a deep breath to calm down “Look, Rosco….I can’t tell you anything because I don’t remember anything. Now would you please let Uncle Jesse out of jail? He was just trying to protect me because I can’t remember anything.”

“Well, if somebody’s taking shots at you, then I’m arresting you for your own protection.” Rosco said, taking a step towards Luke and reaching out as if he were going to take his arm.

“Rosco, that’s not gonna solve anything!” Daisy exclaimed, suddenly stepping sideways between Rosco and Luke “Go for it, boys!” she yelled, blocking Rosco and giving the boys time to turn and run out the door. The boys ran back outside and jumped into the truck speeding away.

“Dang it!” Bo said as he sped out of town “What are we gonna do now?”

“Head back to the farm.” Luke told him

“What for? That’s the first place anybody is gonna look for you.”

“That’s what I’m counting on.”

“Now, why don’t I like the sound of that?”

“Look…we have to get these guys out in the open….either that or I have to remember who they are so we know who we’re fighting…..and the easiest way to do that is make it easy for them to find me.”

“I still don’t like that idea.” Bo said “Uncle Jesse will kill me if anything goes wrong and you get hurt.”

“Then I guess you’ll have to make sure nothing goes wrong.”

“Thanks a lot, cuz…”

“Hey, I got faith in ya.” Luke told him with a crooked smile “Even if I can’t remember why….”

Bo shot his cousin a dirty look as he pulled the truck into the driveway to the Duke farm. Parking the truck close to the back door, they climbed out and went into the house.

“Now what?” Bo asked as they sat down at the kitchen table

“We wait for them to make their next move.” Luke said. He leaned his elbow on the table and rubbed his fingers across his forehead with a slight grimace.

“Another headache?” Bo asked

“Yeah…..” Luke admitted “I’m gonna get some aspirin.” He shoved himself to his feet and headed for the stairs to go to the bathroom. Bo poured himself a cup of coffee and stood by the sink drinking it. He glanced out the window when he heard a vehicle pulling up out back. He grinned when he saw Cooter’s tow truck. His grin grew even wider when he saw Daisy and Uncle Jesse climbing out of the cab along with Cooter.

“Hey,” Bo said greeting his Uncle enthusiastically as they came into the kitchen “Rosco let you out after all.”

“Oh, that ninny knew he didn’t have nothing to hold me on.” Jesse said dismissing his short time in jail curtly. “Where’s Luke?”

“He had another headache. He went upstairs to get some aspirin.” Bo told him

“Uncle Jesse, Luke’s been getting a lot of them headaches.” Daisy said in a concerned voice

“I know, Daisy girl…” Jesse said “But don’t forget he got hit pretty hard on the head and he’s trying awful hard to remember…it ain’t no wonder he’s been getting headaches.” He looked at Bo “What did you two come back here for?”

“It was Luke’s idea.” Bo told him “He figured the only way to catch them guys was to draw ‘em out in the open…”

“And to make it easy for ‘em by coming back to the farm.” Jesse growled “I’m not sure I like that idea.”

“You got a better one?” Luke asked coming through the archway into the kitchen

“No, I guess not.” Jesse said gruffly “But I want you boys to be careful.” He looked at his oldest nephew sternly “Especially you Luke.”

“Yes, sir.” The boys said in unison.