I'd like to say a sincere thank you to those readers who caught some of the mistakes in the last chapter and who PM'd me. I'd also like to apologize. Usually I try to proof my stories carefully (although I always seem to miss some typos – which drives me crazy). Last night my mistakes were worse than usual – which is because I can only write late at night and often get really tired. Last night's chapter was long so I didn't spend as much time as I should have proofing it and there were some glaring mistakes. I have corrected all that were brought to my attention (thanks again to those of you who took the time to write).

The following chapter is short and is Teal'c focused. Next chapter we'll get to the custody question, I promise – I just needed to wrap up a few loose ends.

Teal'c followed the Bentons out of the courtroom and watched as they stood arguing in the hallway. After a few minutes they hurried to the door and the street, where they grabbed a cab. Teal'c had seen enough movies to know exactly what he had to do. He stuck his arm out and flagged down the next cab.

"Follow that vehicle", he told the driver.

The cabbie looked at him incredulously. "Are you for real man?"

Teal'c looked at him quizzically. "I am certainly real and I want you to follow that vehicle – Ramon." The cabbie's name was written on a panel on the glass between the front and back seat. "I suggest you do it quickly."

Something in Teal'c's stare must have scared the man because he took off without further complaint. He turned out to be an excellent driver and was able to follow the Bentons as they drove through the city.

"Do not let them see you", Teal'c instructed. Ramon grinned and nodded. He too had watched lots of movies.

Eventually the cab ahead of them stopped and the couple got out of the car. After a short, angry conversation, Ronald headed over to a car parked in a small lot. Miki stood still, clearly unsure what to do. Finally she got back in the cab and it took off.

"Did ya want me to keep followin' the cab?" his driver asked.

"No, we will follow the gentleman in the blue car" he said solemnly. While they waited for Benton to take off, Teal'c pulled out his cell phone and called Major Carter. He was unsure whether or not O'Neill would be available to speak with him.

"Major Carter, it is I – Murray." He could see the cabbie's eyes looking at him in the rearview mirror. "I am following Ronald Benton. He and his wife have separated and Ramon and I continue to follow him. I suggest the police be called to apprehend Miki Bee." He gave Carter the license plate number of Miki's cab and then sat back and waited until Ronald pulled out in his car."

Although Major Carter had asked him where he was and suggested she call the police and have them apprehend Benton, Teal'c demurred. This man had put O'Neill through much anguish, he had hurt and almost murdered Major Carter and was most likely responsible for the deaths of at least three others. He was also suspicious that Benton may have arranged for the accident which killed Ross and Terry-Lyn. The man had much to pay for and Teal'c was going to make sure he did.

The cab pulled out after Benton's car and continued to follow it through the city. Eventually it became obvious that he was heading out of town.

"Uh what would you like me to do?" Ramon asked. "I can't leave the city limits without permission from the company."

"That is fine", Teal'c replied. "You may stop his car and I will deal with him now."

"Uh – stop his car? I don't exactly think I can do -"

"Yes you can", he told the driver calmly. "Simply move ahead of him and then turn off your engine."

"Yeah, okay, but what if he hits me? I can't afford to fix the cab – and I'll probably get fired."

"You will not", Teal'c informed him gravely. "I will tell your employers you were assisting me."

"Yeah right – like they'd care. Look, I don't know who you are or what you're doing, but I'm not going to be a party to you hurting that guy. I'm just a cabbie – I drive cars. I'm not some TV hero."

"No, you are not. You will however do as I say. I promise you that this is a good thing. The man in that car is a criminal."

"Maybe but -"

"You will cease talking now and stop his car."

Again Ramon glanced back and decided that he'd better listen to this Murray guy. He could always tell his employers that he was forced – which he kind of was. He said a short prayer that he wasn't about to get shot or something.

He quickly raced ahead, passing the blue car. Once he pulled in front he slowed down, forcing the man in the car to slow as well. Just at the point where the other driver was about to pull out and pass, Ramon did something he'd only ever seen on TV. He slammed on the brakes and turned the steering wheel, forcing the car to slide across the lane and in front of Benton's car. The force and noise of the crash, as the other car slammed into him, made him grimace. Holy mierda! He was in trouble now.

It took a second for both cars to come to a stop. There was a moment of dead silence and then the guy in the back seat forced open his door and got out. Ramon sat quietly, shaken but alright. Dios, if he lived through this he could get free drinks for a month just telling the story.

Teal'c walked over to the other car and yanked open the driver's door. A bemused and very shaken Ronald Benton was sitting there, rubbing his face. He didn't appear too hurt, although he had a bump on his forehead and a bruise was forming.

"What the hell!" he muttered. "Are you trying to kill me?" He still hadn't looked at the person standing in his doorway, still too stunned to notice him fully.

"No, for if I were attempting to kill you, you would be dead", Teal'c answered calmly. At that Benton's head jerked up.

"What? It's you – you're Murray, O'Neill's friend." Although Teal'c had only ever seen Benton in court, he was pretty sure his quivery voice was not the usual one with which he spoke.

"I am indeed", he replied. "It is time for you to make your way out of your car", he told the frightened man. "You have hurt my friends and I am here to make sure you receive justice."

"What?" Benton asked, his voice rising a number of octaves. "Please don't hurt me", he begged. "I'm not armed."

"I am and I suggest you stand up." Teal'c stood sternly by the car, holding the door but keeping his eyes focused on the man seated in the driver's seat. The others were correct. Ronald Benton was as bad as any system lord he'd come across. He did not deserve to live.

Unfortunately, Teal'c knew that here, on earth, he couldn't make that determination. He wished for a moment he had a Tel'tac and could transport Benton to Chulak where swift punishment could be meted out. Either that or he'd like to give him to a system lord – he wondered if Benton would like that?

On second thought, Teal'c realized that would be a bad idea. Ronald was a major manipulator and would probably end up taking over. As a host to a Goa'uld he'd be serious trouble.

All the while Teal'c was thinking, poor Benton was shaking – this time in terror, not as a result of the accident. He'd relied on his charm, his intelligence and his wits his whole life. He'd never had to face violence straight on, or deal with someone who saw through him. He was pretty sure that 'Murray' was not someone he could con.

"Okay, okay", he finally said, when it looked like Murray was getting angry. "I'm getting out." He stumbled out of the car and would have fallen if his captor hadn't reached out and steadied him. God, thought Benton, he was strong.

"What are you going to do to me?" he finally asked.

"If I were on my home – continent" Teal'c replied, "I would be justified in cutting out your tongue for your lies and your hands for trying to steal the children's inheritance. Then, after a suitable time, I would ensure that you paid for the murders of innocent people and for the harm you have done my friends. I would have you stripped naked and staked out on the ground and left to die slowly. Once you were dead I would leave you so the carrion birds and wild animals would eat your flesh and leave your bones to rot."

Benton tried swallowing but found he couldn't. He was pretty sure he'd just wet his pants. His ears were buzzing and he wasn't quite sure if he heard someone protesting. All he knew was that he'd never been so terrified in his life.

"Hey man", Ramon pleaded. "He may be a bad guy but you can't do that."

Teal'c looked at the cab driver and realized that the poor man was himself terrified – but was still willing to speak up for the sake of Benton. "Do not worry", he told Ramon quietly, so Benton couldn't hear. "I am not on my – continent – and will obey the laws of America. Let us take him back to the police and we will let them deal with him."

Ramon breathed a sigh of relief, although when he looked over at his damaged cab he didn't feel quite so good. Crap – what had he gotten into? Maybe he should consider another line of work.

Teal'c made Benton put his hands behind his back and quickly tied them up with a piece of twine borrowed from Ramon. He then forced him onto the car, so he was leaning with his back against the hood of the cab, an anguished look on his face.

Teal'c considered Benton silently. "What is your correct name", he finally asked. "We know you are not Ronald Benton."

Benton swore at him and said he wasn't going to speak. Now that the initial fear had faded, he decided there was still opportunity to bluff this out. He wasn't nearly as frightened of the police as he was of Murray.

Teal'c pushed on Benton's torso, forcing him to bend back even farther. "I believe I will take this man to my home. He will be more cooperative."

Ramon was standing a few feet away from the car, looking back and forth between the two men in front of him. So far it hadn't gotten too bad, although he knew that could change any moment. At this point he didn't know what to do, so he simply nodded at the big man.

"NO!" Benton answered. "You said we were going to the police."

"But I believe you will lie to them so it will be better to take you with me. In my – place – there is not the ability to lie. Lying brings too much pain."

"No – please, just take me to the police. I'll confess everything, I promise."

"What is your true name", Teal'c asked again.

"It's Morgan, Frank Morgan."

"How did you kill the Bentons?"

"NO – no, I didn't kill anyone", he practically cried. "I'm a con man, not a murderer."

"Then where are they?" Teal'c continued to speak dispassionately, which seemed to induce more fear than if he had appeared angry or upset. He knew he could be a pretty scary guy – he had spent years as Apophis' First Prime, where creating fear had been his primary modus operandi.

"I don't know – I don't know where they are. They moved somewhere and I just took their identities."

"You lie", Teal'c said softly. "Will you continue with these lies when I grasp your tongue with a hook and rip it from your mouth?"

This time Benton – or Morgan – really did wet himself. He could tell, by looking at the dark man's eyes, that he was serious. This guy had killed and tortured and maimed people in the past and Frank knew he was in deadly peril.

Teal'c would have been pleased to know the thoughts running through his prisoner's mind as they stood there in the hot sun. Although it was true that he had done many heinous things in service to a false god, he would not really carry out the threats he was making, as much as he would like to. Since living on earth he had come to appreciate that there was a better way than pain and torture – although at times he met those who he felt truly deserved them.

"Nooooo", Frank Morgan burst into tears. "I didn't kill them – I didn't. They, they had an accident – that's all. When I found out they were dead I contacted Miki and we took their identities. Please, don't hurt me."

"Where have you put their bodies?" Teal'c continued to ask questions, trying to get as much information as possible.

Frank Morgan was terrified and humiliated and a broken man. He slowly confessed to a whole list of things. Teal'c knew it wouldn't hold up in a Tauri court, but for his sake he needed to hear it. It was also a bonus that Ramon was present. He could attest to the things Morgan was saying.

Teal'c finally turned to Ramon. "We will take him to the police and let them deal with Frank Morgan."

He grasped Morgan's shirt front and pulled him up, off the hood, and into a standing position. "You will get into the car and we are taking you to the police. And know this Frank Morgan – if you lie to the police, or if you try to get out of prison, I will find you and I will take you back with me."

Ramon drove his passengers into the city and directly to the central police station. He could honestly say he'd never been so glad to get to a police station as he was that day. As he followed his two passengers into the station, he wondered briefly if Murray would have carried through on his threats. He prayed he'd never find out.

"So, they caught you Ronnie?", Miki's low voice broke Teal'c's train of thought. He looked up to see Miki standing in the middle of the floor, her hands cuffed behind her. "Hi Murray", she said. "Your friend Major Carter called the police and here I am. I'm just glad you brought in that bastard", she said in disgust. "He's the one who caused all this", she complained. "But I've already agreed to a deal in exchange for a lighter sentence." She grinned at an angry Benton/Morgan. "I'm afraid you're screwed dear husband."

"You bitch", he growled. "You're so stupid – you're gonna tell them everything and we'll both end up in jail. If you'd just stayed quiet we could have gotten off."

"You are such an arrogant prick", she replied. "You think you're smarter than everyone and that you'll con them all into believing you're innocent. Well, I'm afraid you finally met your match in Colonel O'Neill. And then there's the rest of his team! You told me you'd researched all of O'Neill's friends and contacts before you put your claim forward. Well, you may have learnt what they looked like, and their names – but that's all you learned. You bastard you – they've been ahead of you the whole damn time. You fell right into their trap and now you're going to spend the rest of your life in prison!"