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Chapter 37: Good Plan Gone Bad
Five minutes later, Alex called Michael.
"So, are you going to do the right thing?"
"Right for who, Alex?" snapped Michael.
"You lost Michael, that's what you've done here and you're going to lose a whole lot more unless you tell me, right here right now, that you're going to bring me the money and you're going to bring me the boat."
"And you'll just let my brother go?" asked Michael, skeptically.
"Yeah."
"Just like you let Tweener go…and Abruzzi, and Haywire?"
"Things are different now," insisted Alex, pacing the warehouse restlessly.
"Really?" asked Michael, still doubtful.
"Yeah. The people we were working for kind of, uh, sold us down the river. Now we just want to go out to sea."
"Oh, that's funny," said Michael, sarcastically, "I'll have to remember that one."
"We're facing more prison time than you," said Alex, "We kind of jumped ahead of you a few spots on the public enemy list. You're our way to freedom Michael, and we're yours. And we know what we're all capable of, so come on, let's treat each other with a little respect. No games, no nothin'. Just some friends doing each other a favor. What do you say?"
Michael hesitated, "Where are you?" he asked, bitterly.
"Mira Flores Shipping Docks," replied Alex, "Just outside of Panama City. It's a big warehouse, right on the water."
"That's a long ways. It'll take me at least twenty-four hours to get there."
"Well then, I'd get moving," snapped Alex as he hung up.
He pumped his fist in the air in victory. He glanced at Jack and smiled. Jack smiled back, hope filling her chest. This could be it. If their plan went the way it was supposed to, they would be free from The Company in a few short hours.
"How's it feel being on the run?" asked Lincoln.
"We'll survive," snapped Jack.
"Not if they catch you," retorted Lincoln, "They'll send you to the chair."
"Think that's ironic?" asked Alex as he pulled his cell phone back out.
"It'd be justice."
Alex sneered and dialed a number into his phone. It went straight to voicemail.
"Mr. Kim? Alex Mahone…call me."
Alex hung up and put the phone into his jacket pocket.
"Oh, justice will be served."
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A few minutes later, Alex's phone rang.
"Yeah?"
"Where are we?" demanded Kim.
"We're in Panama," said Alex, sarcastically, "Nice place…good weather…cool breeze…"
"Where are we with the brothers?" asked Kim irritably.
Alex glanced over at Lincoln.
"When you get them where they need to be, I want to come down there for a visual confirmation."
"Then I suggest you get on a plane," said Alex, "Because by the time you get here, we'll have Scofield and Burrows right where you want them…and then this whole thing is over."
He hung up and glanced at Lincoln again, trying to read his expression.
"I can't believe this is finally going to end," said Jack, quietly.
"Yeah, me too," whispered Alex as he moved over to where she was sitting on one of the crates.
He sat down beside of her and brushed a stray strand of auburn hair behind her ear. Jack smiled and took his hand. She squeezed it, then pressed it to her lips and closed her eyes.
"It's almost over…"
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A couple hours later…
Alex paced across the warehouse floor impatiently. He glanced through the window once in awhile.
"You both know I'm innocent," said Lincoln.
"Yeah, probably," muttered Jack.
"And yet you don't care."
"I don't care about anything other than getting our lives back, no," replied Alex.
"Wonder what your kid would say if he knew who you really were," said Lincoln.
"Come on, Lincoln," said Alex, "You know how it is. Good men doing bad things because of circumstances."
"I'd leave him alone if I were you," suggested Lincoln.
"Oh would you?"
"Stop the cancer of your life spreading to his."
Alex laughed and shook his head.
"Cancer of my life…I would be here right now if it weren't for you and your life!"
"There's no way out of this," said Lincoln, "For you…or any of us."
"For us there is," said Alex, glancing at Jack, "For us there is…"
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Another couple hours later…
Alex glanced out the window and saw Michael tying a boat up to the dock. He glanced away for a moment and walked back over to Lincoln and Jack.
Just then, they heard the door open slowly. Alex and Jack drew their weapons and slinked around the crates to see who it was.
Michael Scofield walked into the warehouse, hands raised in the air.
"Michael, that's a beautiful boat," said Alex, walking towards him.
"Just promise me you'll change the name when you take it," said Michael, disgust in his voice, "I don't think my mother would have approved of you."
"Consider it done," said Alex, motioning towards Michael, "Come on…over here."
Michael moved to stand near his brother.
"Uncuff me," ordered Lincoln.
"No," said Alex, "Not yet."
"Is this the part where you go back on your word?" asked Michael, bitterly.
"Hands up," ordered Alex as he walked over to Michael.
He patted Michael down, checking for weapons. Then he stood and walked over to Jack.
"No," he said, shaking his head, "As of right now, we want you alive."
Jack gave Alex a startled look. This was not part of the plan. They were supposed to get the boat and the money, leave, and let the brothers go. What was he doing?
Michael saw the look on Jack's face. He narrowed his eyes at Alex, suspiciously.
"Why?" demanded Michael.
"That's a good question…figure it out on your own sometime. Where's the money?"
"Cut him loose," snapped Michael.
Alex laughed, "No."
"Come on Alex. You already got the boat. Show a little good faith."
"The money?" asked Jack, suddenly becoming nervous, "Where's the money, Michael?"
Just then, Alex's phone rang.
"Yeah?"
"I'm here, where are you?" asked Kim.
"We're inside the warehouse."
"Be right there."
Alex ended the call and quickly dialed another number. He glanced at Michael, triumph written all over his face.
"Here we go," he said as he waited for someone to pick up.
He turned away quickly as he heard a woman's voice on the other end of the line.
"Buenos dias, policia."
"Hello? Hola…do you speak English?"
"Yes, sir. Can I help you?"
"Yes, yes…Mira Flores docks."
"Is everything alright?"
"There's been a murder. A well-dressed Asian man has just been shot by two Americans. Hurry!"
Alex hung up and turned to face the brothers. Jack gave him a shocked look.
"Alex, what are you doing?" she hissed, "Killing him will only make this worse! We're home free! Let's get out of here!"
"I just need to do this," replied Alex, glancing away, "Then we'll go."
"So you kill him and frame us?" asked Michael, "Why?"
"So that everyone will leave me alone!" snapped Alex, "That's all I want…that and the money."
Alex pointed his gun at Michael.
"That's not going to happen, Alex. Let him go," said Michael, nodding to his brother.
"Give me the money."
"Let him go."
Alex exploded in anger, "Give me the money!"
"I am dumbfounded," said a sickeningly familiar voice.
Alex and Jack whirled around and came face to face with Bill Kim.
"Well don't be shy," said Alex, pointing at the brothers with his gun, "They're all yours."
"You said you'd have them where we wanted them…this isn't where we want them."
"Yeah…well that's your job now," snapped Alex, growing irritated.
"Oh."
"This is as far as we go."
Jack glanced back and forth between Alex and Kim. This was not what was supposed to happen. Her heart thudded wildly in her chest. Maybe Lincoln was right…maybe this was not going to end good for anyone.
"Or is it something else?" asked Kim, "Another reason we're all here…"
Suddenly, Alex whirled on Kim, gun cocked and ready to fire.
"…like that," said Kim, barely flinching, "Like a double-cross."
"Yeah, just like that…say goodbye."
Just then the back door swung open and several armed men stormed into the warehouse. Jack swung around in surprise and aimed her gun at the first one that she saw.
"Great minds think alike, don't they Alex?" asked Kim, smugly.
Alex smiled in pure hatred for the man.
Just then, a loud clang sounded through the warehouse as Lincoln finished unscrewing the pipe that he was handcuffed to. The men took it as a cue to fire their weapons.
Shots soon filled the warehouse. Jack ducked down behind some crates while the two brothers began to make their way to the back door. Kim began to do the same, but Lincoln got to him before he could make a getaway. With one sound punch to the side of the head, Kim fell down and did not get back up.
Alex shot one of the men and turned to shoot at another. Jack slammed her gun into the side of a guy's skull that was sneaking up on Alex.
"Jack, get out of here!" yelled Alex, above the roar of gunfire.
"I can't leave you like this!" protested Jack, turning to aim another round at two of the men.
"Jack, please! Go!"
"But…"
"Now!"
Jack glanced around quickly and saw a clear path to the back door. Apparently the brothers had spotted it to. They ran towards the door and out into the open. Jack ran after them, but tripped and fell to the ground. Her gun slid across the floor, out of her reach. She hesitated, but decided against going back for it. She stood and kept running after the brothers.
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