Okay, so I just planned to write one chapter today but then I realized what was coming next and I couldn't help myself…
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Chapter 34: Punishment for a Traitor
Wheeler pulled into the parking garage and stepped out of his car. He turned around, only to come face to face with Alexander Mahone.
"Wheeler," said Alex, smoothly, "Where you been?"
Wheeler froze in fear. His heart pounded madly in his chest.
Alex stalked up closer to him.
"I got to do this," he said as he began to pat Wheeler down.
"What are you doing, Alex?" demanded Wheeler, "I'm not wearing a wire. You want to tell me what's going on?"
Just then, Jack Harper seemed to materialize from the shadows and slinked up, cat-like, beside Alex.
Wheeler gritted his teeth. He was now outnumbered.
"In old England," said Jack, quietly, almost soothing, "The punishment for a traitorous act was beheading."
Jack walked a little closer to Wheeler until she was a mere two inches from his face.
"Following the execution," she continued in her soothing tone, "They would hold up the head by the hair, not for the crowd to see the head, but for the head…to see the crowd. Consciousness sticks around for another eight seconds. The idea was that it would give the traitor one more chance…"
"You don't want to do this," interrupted Wheeler, clearly bothered by Jack's words, "Okay? Just…"
Suddenly, Alex lunged forward violently.
"If you're going to stab us in the back, Agent Wheeler!" he screamed, "Be smart enough to cover up the knife! You go and visit Franklin three times this week…called Sullins what, twice a day? Didn't you learn anything working for me? You got to cover your tracks unless you…"
A sudden realization gripped Alex and sent a slight chill through his body.
"…unless, you want to get caught. You wanted us to know it was you."
"You…you're killers," stuttered Wheeler, nervously.
"Is that so?" asked Jack, incredulously.
"Soil samples taken from your yard, Alex, in connection with the disappearance of Oscar Shales. Forensics is prepared to submit a report detailing the irregularities in the shooting of David 'Tweener' Apolskis. There's your blatant disregard for…for protocol at the John Abruzzi…"
"And the escaped con who says that we told him to kill himself?" asked Alex, "You…you think his testimony is going to send you to the Promised Land."
"You can erase me to," said Wheeler, eyes glazed in fear, "But it won't erase the very real fact that you and Jack will spend the rest of your lives in prison."
"You know…you remind me of myself when I was a young age," muttered Alex.
"What?" asked Wheeler, in disgust, "I wish I could take that as a compliment."
"That's some real fine work Wheeler," said Alex, quietly, "Good job, though."
Suddenly, Alex reached out and grabbed Wheeler around the neck. He pulled him close and whispered in his ear.
"Don't you ever let anyone scare you…into doing the wrong thing."
Alex let go and stepped back. Wheeler stood, shaking in fear.
"Let me take you two in," he said, sincerely, "Whatever mess you two are in, we can clean it up."
"There's only one way to clean this," said Jack, beginning to walk away, "One way…"
Alex and Jack backed away slowly, until they were swallowed by the shadows.
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