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C-Note dark hand placed the cell-phone on the table. In slow motion he turned his head to see Michael stony face. "You were right." He harshly conceded, "three of my…" He couldn't keep talking. His mind traveled across the revenge's street. "Now I have a personal business to deal with this 'Agent'." He was a man, and men don't cry. So he slapped his face furiously erasing any trace of weakness. "The gang is at your disposition Fish."
"I need that your people contacted Abruzzi's people." The black man cocked his head. "I don't want to danger your friend when we rescue John from the hospital."
"Fish, this is insane." Sucre complained. "It's impossible…"
Michael beamed, "As to escape from Fox River…"
"You're risking your freedom, Fish." C-Note retorted.
"If you don't take a risk you never be able to win…" He replied back mockingly.
"I already learned that is useless to argue with you, Fish." C-note picked the cell-phone again. "But… did you realize that John will need medical care? How you will solve this little problem?" As his finger typed the numbers of his brother-in-law the wide smile on Fish's face and the sparks on his eyes told him that Michael had already thought the solution of that problem.
Curled down on the couch Lincoln cleaned his hands with a napkin. Over his left side T-Bag body lay unconscious on the floor. The psycho was stupid enough to argue when Michael explained the content of Veronica's mail. Now he hoped that the pervert were healthy while he took out the blood off his fingers.
They had been able to exchange some text messages with her. Lj was right and he eagerly waited to hold his son. But a name rounded his head. Kellerman, He remembered Kellerman. They had worked together long time ago. Kellerman, his underdog partner and him never had harmonized. The agent had showed openly his aversion when he replaced him on the right side of his boss bed. His memory traveled through the naked body of that woman which power was an appealing and irresistible aphrodisiac. He couldn't hold a smile as he recalled what they did on her bed. She was an Oscar winning actress, behind her prudishly formal disguise hid a sinful pervert devil. But she got quickly tired of him, thanks God. She was a hard person to please and a dangerous enemy if unfortunately she disliked him.
Suddenly an awful thought hit his brain. Could she be behind the last deadly incidents? The relationship among the siblings was symbiotic. If she believed that he was her brother's murdered …. Now he was totally worried. Lj was in danger. She wouldn't stop until she could retaliate killing each one of his loved ones.
