Luckily for me, I was far enough away when the car exploded to not get killed. By the time that the police finally arrived on the scene, we had been running for a few minutes. Now the police would think that Michael and Lincoln had died in the car accident, and it would hopefully keep them off of our trail. We had made it back to the highway when Michael and Lincoln stopped in the middle of the road. I was standing straight up trying to catch my breath.
"Exactly how are we supposed to get to Nevada? Run the whole way?" I asked sarcastically.
Michael didn't answer me, but instead pointed down the road where a car was coming towards us. The three of us stood there as the car pulled off on the side of the road, and I could tell that the driver was definitely female. She got out of the car, and I recognized her as the woman that came to visit Michael in Fox River. It was Michael's wife. Lincoln and Michael both moved towards her, but I hung back a bit. Something about her made me not want to trust her.
"Thanks for coming," Michael said greeting her with a hug.
It was taking all of my will power to suppress my eye roll. They pulled apart and Michael told her when they made it to Nevada he would wire her some money. Of course! This bitch just wanted to suck Michael dry of all his money. I rudely stepped up my pace and moved passed Michael and towards the door to the car. Michael's wife just looked at me with a glare.
"Who is this?" she asked.
I turned around to face her and gave her a fake smile.
"Laney Collins. I broke out of Fox River with them."
She saw right through that. Again I will say it, that bitch was going to try and rat me out.
"They said on the news you were working with the FBI."
I smirked at her, but didn't respond. I didn't have to explain myself to her. I just looked at Michael who suggested we get on the road. He tossed the keys over to Lincoln and everyone started moving to the car. I was hoping that Michael would sit in the back seat with his wife, but unfortunately the pleasure would be all mine. I let out an annoying huff and rolled my eyes before climbing into the back seat, and Lincoln put the car to drive, and we were off.
Another silent car ride. We were driving down just a plain country road with corn fields on either side of us. Nitka and I were sitting in the back seat as far away from each other as possible. We were both sitting with our right leg crossed over our left, and our arms folded across our chests. We also were staring out our windows clearly annoyed that we had to sit together. Michael said they we would drop her off in the next town, and I just hoped that it was a close drive.
I really wanted a chance to turn on the scanner to see what Mahone was up to, but I didn't trust Nitka enough to use it in front of her. I looked over to Lincoln who kept looking in his rearview mirror, then his gaze would shift to the side view mirror, and flicker back again to the rearview. I quickly glanced over my shoulder to see some car driving behind us. It didn't seem like a big deal to me.
"They have been following us," explained Lincoln making eye contact with me through the mirror.
I glanced back over my shoulder and gasped because the car had sped up and was right behind us. Lincoln immediately stepped on the gas, but he wasn't quick enough before they rammed into the back of us. What the hell was going on? The car whipped into the other lane, and I just hoped that they would pass us and be done with it. They caught up to us quickly and we all looked out the window to see what idiot was driving. No one was expecting what they saw.
Bellick and Geary were grinning evilly at the four of us.
Geary was driving and like a manic he turned the wheel as hard as he could to the right ramming right into the side of us. Nitka screamed as the car shook and we headed for the ditch. Lincoln regained control of the car and brought it back onto the road and hit the gas again, effectively going about 80 or 90 mph. It was pretty much a cat and mouse chase after that. Bellick and Geary would catch up to us, ram us off to the side, fall behind, and have to catch up again. Lincoln and Michael were trying to think of anything they could do to get us out of here, and I was nearly losing my mind in the back seat due to Nitka's constant screaming.
We nearly lost them when we made it to a small bridge and our two cars tried to share the road with a semi. Bellick and Geary pulled back and that truck driver thought we were all probably just a bunch of crazy kids. They caught up quickly again and were trying to find any side that they could hit. I was worried because I think our car was reaching its limit. Geary had pushed us off the road once more, and Nitka screaming as we drove through the grass taking out a mailbox. I couldn't take it anymore.
"Would you shut up!" I screamed at Nitka.
I turned my attention back to where Lincoln was driving and we crashed through some trees and went airborne.
I screamed.
I opened my eyes and I was sitting down on the floor. My head was throbbing and my vision was a little fuzzy. I reached up and grabbed the seat pulling myself up. The others were just starting to move around as well. I looked out the window and could see the other car just parked up by the road. My eyes opened wider and I looked around for Bellick and Geary. I quickly grabbed my bag and kicked my door open.
"Come on Michael we have to go."
No response.
I kicked the door in frustration and tumbled out onto the ground. I moved around trying to get Michael out of the car without much success. I looked back up at the road and Geary was standing at the top smirking at me. I gasped and started to back away slowly. Apparently, even though I thought I was moving slow enough, my surroundings started spinning and I lost my balance and fell to the ground.
Suddenly, I was yanked from the ground by my hair onto my feet. I let out a pained whimper and tried to pry myself free of these clutches. I tried twisting my body in every direction, but either Bellick or Geary was not releasing their grip. I stopped struggling when I saw the gun whip around and hit me across the face. I fell back to the ground, and I brought my hand up to my stinging cheek. I looked above me and Bellick was standing there with his stupid, smug grin. Michael and Lincoln were out of the car and heading in my direction when Bellick grabbed me by my hair again.
This time, Bellick held the gun right at my neck, and it put his other sausage like arm around my waist. Michael and Lincoln stopped moving when they caught sight of us. Nitka and Geary were way way slower, but they eventually caught up with the rest of us. Geary was holding a gun behind all of us, so we were going nowhere.
"Alright, no body move a muscle," Bellick spat.
I turned my face to the side and smirked at Bellick, before I moved a muscle. I stomped on his foot, and when he howled with pain I tried to get the gun. He must have been anticipating I would try something because he moved his foot so the ground took most of the blow, and when I reached for the gun he yanked back on my hair pulling my head backwards.
"I said no moving bitch," he seethed and backhanded me across the face with the gun again.
This time it left a cut and I could already feel the blood trickling down my face. Michael and Lincoln both looked like they could kill Bellick and started to move forward. Bellick's arm resumed its position around my waist and held me off to the side, while his other arm extended pointing the gun right at Michael. He stopped moving.
"So what are you just going to turn us in for the reward money?" Michael spat.
"With all that money awaiting us in Utah?"
Michael's eyes widened in disbelief, and Bellick actually laughed out loud like he thought his line was a clever pun.
"That's right Scofield, I know all about Westmoreland's little stash, and thanks to your whore we were able to track you down."
He better not have been referring to me as the whore, and I trained my eyes up to look at Nitka. Did she actually betray us? By the look of shock and confusion on her face, she had no idea that she was being followed. I was still going to blame all of this on her when I got the chance.
"So all of us are going to take a little trip and get that money, and then I will turn all of you in," Bellick ordered.
Geary ordered us back to the car, and they must have still thought we were in prison because he referred to us as cons. Bellick threw me forward and I stumbled a little before regaining my balance. I smeared the blood off of my cheek and started to walk towards Michael. Our new group was heading back towards the road to Geary's car. I looked to Michael to see if he had some sort of plan, but he was just staring at the ground. Lincoln bent down and started tying his shoe, and Michael was watching him closely. I knew that look, he was planning something. Out of nowhere, Bellick grabbed the back of my neck and slammed me into the front of the car holding me in place. I could feel the cold barrel against my bare neck.
"Before you think of trying anything cute, don't or I kill this bitch."
He released my neck and I snapped my head back up massaging the back of my neck. I just gave a hateful glare towards Bellick. He only grinned at me.
"I knew you would miss me," he mocked.
I rolled my eyes and Lincoln stood up to get into the car. Geary moved over to the driver's side, but we all realized that not all of us were going to fit. Bellick chuckled to himself and went to open the trunk. At first his eyes flickered over to me.
"Don't even think about it," I threatened.
He smiled again and then looked over to Nitka.
"Looks like you lose sweetheart."
He roughly grabbed her by the hair and dragged her to the trunk with her screaming and crying the whole way. He forced her down into the trunk and she was begging for help, but he just slammed the door shut tight. I shook my head and moved to the back seat of the car. Michael started to move in next to me, but Bellick pushed him aside choosing to sit next to me. Oh joy. He didn't trust us enough to let us sit together. Maybe he was slightly smarter than I gave him credit for. But only slightly. Michael and Lincoln quickly stepped into the car, and Geary sped away and I could still hear Nitka's faint screams.