Wolverine entered the hanger deck. He did not have very much time.
He chose a small jet. The Blackbird was too conspicuous. At any rate, he did not need a huge craft like that for just one person.
He got in the cockpit and started the engine. In a minute, he was out of the deck and in the air, on his way to his destination: Washington.
He was not going to wait any more.
By the time he got there, it might be too late. The scent might have got cold by then.
If it had, he would have to think of another way to find the kidnappers. If not, then...
" ... you'd better watch out, bubs. 'Cause Wolverine's out ta get ya. And you'd better be scared..."
" ... I would, if I were you."