As he raced towards the old zoo, Hutch tried to ignore the madman’s words echoing in his mind:<\/p>\n
I dreamed Starsky\u2019s death and he is already dying….<\/em><\/p>\n They’d cracked the code, but Starsky was running out of time. Marcus’ depraved minions were, if nothing else, very good at following orders.<\/p>\n With one last, silent plea\u2014let him be alive, please<\/em>\u2014Hutch floored the pedal.<\/p>\n The Torino answered with a growl and surged forward.<\/p>\n Starsky drove like a man possessed, which is what he was, after all: a man possessed with the need to find his partner.<\/p>\n Vic Humphries’ sneering face taunted him, goading Starsky into an explosive outburst that he hadn’t regretted in the least. Starsky would do as much and worse, far worse, to anyone who harmed Hutch.<\/p>\n Thank God for Bobby Marsh, and poor old Sonny. But it wasn’t good news. Hutch was trapped somewhere in a canyon, exposed to the elements, and injured. And it had been two days….<\/p>\n With one last, silent plea\u2014let him be alive, please<\/em>\u2014Starsky floored the pedal.<\/p>\n The Torino answered with a growl and surged forward.<\/p>\n Hutch drove like a man possessed, which is what he was, after all: a man possessed with the need to find his partner. Hutch simmered with pent-up rage that a sleepless night had done nothing to assuage. Simon Marcus and … Continue reading ![\"HutchDriven\"](\"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2014\/calendar\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/12\/HutchDriven.png\")
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