Chapter 14

"I was born into a family of politicians. My father and his father before him were senators and growing up I was expected to become even more. From the age of four and onward I was constantly reminded of how I would become senator at the age of 21, become governor at 30, and then go on to become president. Then when I was about 17 my dad was indicted and sent to prison and with him went the family name. After that there was no chance of me ever going into politics, God knows I tried but after word got out about my father's business deals no one wanted anything to do with me or my family ever again."

"I still don't understand what this has anything to do with me." Sara said trying to keep her face from showing the fear she felt.

"Well after that I spent the next 15 years trying to figure out a way to restore the family name and secure myself the position of the head of this country. I thought I had exhausted all of my options then last year the whole Fox River escape happened. That is where you came into the picture, the governor's daughter; I knew if I married you then I would have my ticket back into office. So I created a fake name, and molded myself into the person I knew you would fall for. Everything was going right on schedule until Scofield showed up and screwed everything up." he explained his jaw tightening at the mention of Michael's name.

"But my fathers dead, and I'm an ex junkie, if anything that would just make things worse."

"True, but everyone loved your dad, and if it weren't for his death he would have made it all the way to the top. As far as your junkie days go, your dad had that all buried, it's like it never even existed."

"And what happens if I choose not to marry you? What happens then? It's not like you can kill me, you said yourself I was your only option left." she smirked.

"Because if you don't, your boyfriend and his family will be joining your father."

The smile on Sara's face faded as she looked down at the pictures in front of her "What do you want me to do?" she asked in a whisper.

"Get rid of him. Make him go back to Panama and never come back. We'll postpone the wedding for a couple of weeks while you sort this mess out."

She nodded her head slowly as he got out of his chair and walked towards the front door.

"Oh, and Sara..." he turned back to look at her one last time.

She looked up at him as he continued "Don't try anything cute. If I see anyone snooping around or even so much as even see his face ever again... he's dead."

She nodded her head in agreement as he walked out the door closing it behind him.

Sara collapsed onto the couch and let the tears she had been trying so hard to hold in, fall down her cheeks. She closed her eyes praying that this was all just a horrible nightmare that she would wake up from. She opened her eyes and looked over at the clock mounted on the wall, 6 o'clock; she would have to meet Michael in two hours.