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At Ewing Oil JR stood in his office as the door opened and Punk Anderson walked in. Punk was a long time friend of the Ewing family especially Jock.
"Punk! Glad you could make it " JR said pouring Punk a drink.
"I can't believe this J.R. when I got your call of course I had to come straight over" Punk said taking the drink and sitting down.
"Punk you were down there, you were in South America. Who would do this? Any ideas?" JR asked coolly
"It was so long ago J.R, at that time it was crazy down there, militery coups all sorts going down, drugs, you name it. The place was out of control, to be honest I guess thats why the government wanted us to take advantage and buy into all that confusion to make a fast buck, then there was Lee Evans of course" Punk explained.
JR slumped back in his chair "yes Lee Evans, ironic you mention him Punk. The man has contacted me, left a message that he wants to meet"
JR looked at the light blinking on his telephone. A series of images whirled through his mind. Finding Lee Evans hurt bad but alive in the jungles of Santa Caridad; Lee Evans reluctant to leave his sickbed to testify at the inquest into Jock’s death; Lee Evans almost kissing his hand when JR paid him a little something for coming so far and doing so much; Lee Evans, a flier.
Punk breathed heavily "what I know is what you must know J.R, Lee was a pilot, liked to drink alot, seemed to always be on the make"
"So you think maybe hes looking to make some financial advantage out of this?" JR asked
"Could be, Evans was always involved in some deal or the other, normally crooked, he wasn't slow in coming forward thats for sure, he has more guts than you can hang on a fence. Have you spoken to him J.R? " Punk asked
JR thought for a moment "no not yet, he left some erratic message about needing to meet, he was the only person who survived after that helicopter when it went down"
Punk nodded "Then if Jock was killed on that helicopter JR, Lee Evans knows who did it"
"Then why has he kept it a secret for over 20 years?" J.R asked
Punk shook his head leaning back "I don't know J.R but Evans is ya key"
JR stood and turned to the portrait of Jock that hung on the wall of the Ewing Empire.
"I'm going to find out who did this Punk and when I do all hell will break loose. I owe that to my daddy and my momma. I swear to god Punk, I will destroy whoever is responsible for this"
JR stood emotionless. Revenge was now his one and only aim and he was determined to get it at any cost.
Margaret Krebbs sat in her bedroom at Sals. The door opened and Sal walked in with some food and sat besides Margaret and stroked her hair. "You are so pretty" Sal said smiling.
Margaret smiled awkwardly taking the food."Why don't you get ready now honey, Tracy will be up in a sec to show you the ropes" Sal explained.
"The ropes?" Margaret asked
"You'll see pumpkin, everything is going to be just fine" Sal said as Tracy walked in a girl no more than 15, her face covered in make up.
Sal kissed Margaret on the head and walked out.
"you best eat that quick Margaret, we got stuff to do" Tracy explained.
"what kind of stuff? " Margaret asked.
"Just stuff, you'll see" Tracy explained as she rubbed off her makeup.
"Why are you doing that?" Margaret asked.
"Gee golly you sure ask a lot of questions for a little kid" Tracy stated.
"Sorry to point this out but I dont think there is much difference in our age" Margaret shot back.
"Anyway, its better if you look young, its preferred, the innocent little lost girl look tends to help, so the makeup comes off" Tracy explains.
Margaret put her food down.
"I dont wear make-up anyway what is going on? what do you mean?" she asked.
Tracy turned to Margaret"Like I said, you'll see. You know we owe Sal and we don't have a choice. But don't worry you'll be fine"
Margaret sat confused.
At Southfork Bobby and Ray sat in the living room.
"Hows Miss Ellie?" Ray asked"shes not doing too bad, I dont know Ray , this could rip the family apart" Bobby expressed.
Ray took off his Stetson" Bobby, this is right you know, its best we find out who did this"
Bobby nodded "I know, but sometimes maybe its best not to find out and I know JR he wont stop until this is resolved"
"well for once Im with JR on this Bobby. God you know what Jock meant to me, to think that someone could of done this, well dam it I cant just sit back" Ray stated emotionally.
"Yeah Ray he was my daddy too, Im not saying that at all. Im just worried thats all, about all of us" Bobby stated in his defense.
Before Bobby could finish his words, Donna Krebbs Dowling walked into the Southfork Living room. Ex wife of Ray and mother of Margaret she had return to Dallas from her home in Washington.
"Donna" Ray said concerned and walked over to her "Is it Margaret?" Ray asked worried.
Donna smiled calmly "I heard back from the Police department Ray, Margaret was spotted making her way to Dallas"
"Shes in Texas?" Ray asked.
"Apparently" Donna replied. "Oh god Ray im so worried. We have to find her"Ray nodded.
"Donna why did she run away. What is going on?" Ray asked.
"I don't know Ray, I wish I did" Donna explained.
Ray hugged Donna , right now they needed each other for the sake of their only daughter.