Chapter 10

I felt the thud of my heart choking me. It was the next day and the investigations started, and I waiting for my turn. I stared at the clock ticking like the pulse in my ears. The thick beat thud, beat thud. I was terrified of what they would ask me. I wasn't the person to know what would be asked.

Everyone was being questioned, but I was going to be the only one to lie. I erased Sara's message, cos I knew that I would have meant I knew what she done, but then I wanted Sara's death not to have been in vain. She died of a broken heart. A heart Michael Scofield crushed with his lies.

When the door opened a man ushered me into the room, and I get to my feet. I was still wearing the clothes from the other night. I couldn't go home; I spent the night lying on Sara's apartment floor.

"So Rebecca Finnegan how long have you been working at Fox River.?"

My eyes snapped up to the man's face, he looked serious, and I bit my lip. I needed to think.

"It's been just about a year…" I replied taking calming breaths.

The man watched my face careful and I tried to not look away from his face. I just didn't know what he wanted from me.

"How long had you been seeing Michael Scofield?" he asked the question as if we were lovers. Not doctor and patient.

"Just before the Riot." I spoke softly trying to keep my voice even.

He just stared down at me from the other side of the table.

The room felt like it was getting smaller, and the FBI agent studied my face like I was hiding something. I knew I was hiding something, and I wasn't going to say anything to get me into any trouble. They didn't have any evidence against me.

"So Rebecca, how long had you been seeing to his brother Lincoln Burrows?" he hands on the table his dark eyes staring mine down.

"Before his exestuation, the first date, then when he found out his second date. I then saw him after his brother had an episode." My voice again would not give anything away.

"Well Bradley Bellick said you and Lincoln was 'too close for his liking'." The man gave a small smile, and my eyes shoot to his deadly.

"He was a man on death row, and I wanted to help him deal with being killed." I spat through my teeth trying to hold back the venom in my tone.

"So Brad is full of shit!" I added with an acid tone.

"What would you say about Bellick's attitude towards his job?" his eyes kept tight on mine.

"Rebecca this is a serious matter, and we need to figure out how to fix it so it won't happen again." He added trying to keep a friendly tone.

"Bradley Bellick is a sick excuse for a human, and he does anything to make a quick buck." I didn't feel not guilt on speaking badly against him, but then I knew what this means.

"Him and Geary and their schemes." My voice still dark and the agent nodded.

"Geary was the one to burn Scofield." He leaned in close to me, and I nodded.

"So he says but I have my doubts now…" I spoke trying to lead him off me.

"Now what didn't you know about Scofield?" he leaned in directing me in the questions again.

"I didn't sit there and go. 'Hay Michael, are you planning a mass break out soon?' I don't think so." I folded my arms across my chest watching the agent watch me.

His eyes narrowed towards me, and then took a deep breath.

"So what you're saying is that you had no idea. That anything was happening." He spoke sharp. I nodded.

"Pretty much, yes!" I replied getting to my feet. "And you have no following questions." I stared to him hoping he would let me go.

The agent was quiet, and I finally was escorted to leave the room.

I got to my office when I looked to see someone was already inside. I tried to clear my throat, but nothing happened.

"I'm sorry can I help you?" I spoke when the man turned round showing me a badge.

"Oh I just went through your grilling. Can you leave me alone!" my voice a snap.

"I'm special Agent Mahone. I just wanted to ask you a quick question?" his voice smooth, but I could see a twitch in his hand.

I knew a junkie when I saw one, but I didn't say anything else. I stepped closer to my desk. I didn't know what he was looking for.

"How can I help you then?" I closed a draw he had opened, and he held out the map to Fox River. The same map I had been trying to figure out the tattoos on.

"Why did you draw on this?" he spoke shape, and I took the map from him.

"It's my path to get to my office!" I snapped the lie out quick, that it sounded almost believable.

"So you had no idea Scofield was plotting an escape?" he tried to stare me out.

I shook my head lightly, and then placed the map.

"No. I had no clue, and I just told that other guy the same thing!" I snapped feeling my temper fly.

"So how did you know to find Sara?" he spoke again, and this time I knew he meant business.

"I was worried about her; she was having a bad day. She wouldn't tell me what was wrong." I felt the thud in my heart again.

"So do you think Sara left the door open for Scofield?" he asked slowly, and I didn't answer. He smiled.

"I see. Well I've gotten all I needed." He walked out the office, and I felt my temper hit me hard. I grabbed a box quick, and started to throw my belongings into it.

I had enough I couldn't work in a place that made me hurt so much.

Michael's plan had work, and he got Lincoln out.

I was scared of the fact of how happy I was to know that Lincoln was free.

When the last of my things were in a box I see an officer walk into the office.

"I'm not in trouble now?" I lifted the box moving towards the door.

"No. what are you doing?" he asked looking to the office then me.

"I quit!" I said simply handing him my notice. "Effective immediately."

I tried to walk out without looking back, and then I see Henry and Brad walking out the lot as well.

"You got the can too." Brad smirked looking to my book.

"No I quit." I replied looking to Henry, his face was pulled into a grimace.

"I'm sorry." I replied watching him shake his head.

"Please Becca, just remember you're a great person, this wasn't your fault." He placed a hand on my shoulder.

"I just trusted the wrong guy." He added while Brad huffed under his breath.

"I think we all did." I then looked to my car. I was going to go home, and then back to Sara's I just couldn't face all this, but then in the back of my mind.

I knew it wasn't over. I felt the key in my pocket.

This was only the beginning.

Look forward to part 2 coming soon!