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Chapter 36: Panama

Alex and Jack sat in the back of a cab, riding down one of the long roads in Panama.

Alex's phone rang.

"You in position?" he asked.

"Yeah," replied another man.

"Good. We'll be there in ten minutes."

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Later, in downtown Panama…

Alex hid inside the doorway of an old building. He waited with infinite patience for his prey to arrive. Soon, he caught a glimpse of Michael Scofield, Sucre, and Bellick walking by. He slinked back into the shadows and waited until they had passed, then he turned to follow them down the sidewalk.

Jack took position further down the street. She hid in an alleyway and glanced back to see what was going on. She could make out Michael's figure from a distance and soon saw Alex following close behind. With a determined look on her face, she hid back in the alleyway and waited.

Alex reached into his jacket to pull out his gun, when a sudden movement out of the corner of his eye caught his attention. He tried to react, but the movement was too quick. A sudden, dull pain slammed into the side of his head. He turned to see who had hit him, but the man shoved him roughly into a nearby abandoned building.

He landed heavily on the floor. His gun slid to the other side of the room. He moaned in pain and glanced up. It was Lincoln Burrows. Before he could react, Lincoln punched him again, square in the jaw. Stars buzzed in his head and he tried to get up. Lincoln punched him several more times and Alex found himself fighting for consciousness.

He struggled to get back on his feet. Lincoln saw the movement and tried to kick him in the stomach. Alex moved fast and grabbed his foot a mere second before it slammed into his body. Lincoln fell with an angry grunt to the floor.

They both scrambled madly to their feet and glared at each other. They began to circle each other, eyes constantly looking for the other's weak spot. Alex winced from the blows Lincoln had dealt, but the determination on his face never left.

"You're not going to like how this ends, Lincoln," he warned, "I'm going to give you a chance, right now…Just back away, okay?"

"You and your partner killed my dad…"

Alex glanced up and saw the look in Lincoln's eyes. His heart froze. He knew that look, knew it all too well. Lincoln was going to kill him.

"…you're done."

Lincoln moved quickly and swung at Alex's head. Alex ducked to avoid the blow and countered it with one of his own. His fist contacted the side of Lincoln's head. He grabbed one of his arms and twisted it, swinging his other arm around Lincoln's neck and putting him in a chokehold.

Lincoln managed to slip out of Alex's grasp and turned to hit him again. Alex looked up in despair. He was tired…beat. This was it. This was how he was going to die. In those few seconds Alex thought how just it was…to die at the hands of the innocent man he had hunted down mercilessly.

But suddenly, Lincoln went sprawling wildly to the side. Alex turned to see what had caused him to fly across the room so suddenly, and saw Jack. She was standing a few inches away, body tense and still in her fighting position.

"Knew all those years of martial arts would come in handy one day," she said to Alex.

Lincoln began to struggle to his feet. Jack drew her gun.

"No," she said, breathing heavily from the large amount of adrenaline still pumping through her veins, "I don't think so."

Lincoln stayed on the ground and raised his hands in surrender. Alex still gaped at Jack in astonishment.

"How…how did you know?"

"I saw something from where I was positioned," answered Jack, never taking her eyes off Lincoln, "Couldn't tell what it was so I waited a few seconds. Then I realized I had lost sight of you, so I figured something went wrong. I decided to make my way back and see what was going on."

"Glad you did," said Alex as he slowly stood up, "Very glad."

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Later…

Lincoln was holding a cell phone to his ear and leaning against a pipe.

"He didn't answer," he muttered.

Alex stepped away from the nearby window. They had escorted Lincoln to a nearby warehouse along the water's edge and were waiting for their plan to unfold.

"I certainly hope your brother makes it back to the boat," said Alex as he sat down on a nearby crate.

"And if he doesn't?" challenged Lincoln, "You should see yourself. You look like you're hanging on by a thread."

Jack gave Lincoln a hard look.

"I just want this over with," whispered Alex, looking away.

"Then you should have never come down here. In case you didn't notice, me and my brother don't quit for no one."

"Well thank God for that," sneered Alex, "Because its guys like you who keep guys like me in business…kept guys like me in business, rather."

Jack walked over to Alex and sat on the crate beside of him. She gave him an understanding and sympathetic glance and put a comforting arm around him.

"It's going to end bad for you," said Lincoln, "Bad for both of you. Couple of things in this world I'm good at. One of them is staring a guy in the eyes and knowing when he's beat."

Alex did not reply. He glanced away sharply and gritted his teeth.

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Later…

Lincoln tried to call Michael again. This time, he answered the phone.

"Linc?" asked Michael on the other end of the line.

"I'm sorry, Michael," murmured Lincoln as he handed the phone to Alex.

"Hello Michael," said Alex.

"If you touch my brother, you're a dead man!" snarled Michael, angrily.

"Oh, please!" said Alex with a laugh, "You don't have to worry about that. And I think we both know that you can't kill a man. Remember?"

"What do you want, Alex?" snapped Michael.

"I'll tell you exactly what I want," replied Alex as he began to pace around the warehouse, "But first things first. When the authorities captured Bagwell today, the money was no where to be found. Now I can only assume that you've got the money…aboard the Christina Rose, right now. That's an amazing plan, Michael. Take the money, take the boat, and disappear forever. But you aren't the only one that needs to disappear…you still there?"

"Yeah, I'm still here," replied Michael, bitterness in his voice.

"Good, because I'm going to say this and I'm only going to say this once: bring me the money, bring me the boat."

"You are out of your mind!"

"No, not really. We both have something the other person needs. It all comes down to this, Michael. Your brother for your plan. Five minutes…that's what you have."

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