Chapter 64: Car Chase
Susan pulled up alongside Lincoln and tried to ram her car into theirs.
"What the heck?" cried Jack, in surprise.
"It's Susan!" yelled Lincoln.
Jack's eyes grew wide with astonishment.
"What!?" she exclaimed, "What is my sister doing here?!"
"Your sister?" said Alex, looking shocked and confused.
Jack frowned as she realized Michael must have not told Alex about her sister.
"Susan…Susan is my sister," said Jack, voice cracking slightly.
The car jerked to the side again as Susan slammed her car into theirs.
Alex gaped in shock.
"Are you serious?" he asked, hoarsely.
"Unfortunately, I am," replied Jack, regretfully, "I did some research after she told me she was my sister. Her real name is Gretchen."
Lincoln jerked the steering wheel to the right and the car slammed into Susan's. Her car went careening wildly into the ditch.
Soon, however, a new car appeared ahead of them.
"You've got to be kidding me!" yelled Lincoln, furiously as he took a very tight turn.
Lincoln pulled the car to the side of the road and began yelling at everyone to get out. They leapt out of the car and followed Lincoln and Jack towards a shed. They ran inside and crouched below the windows.
Jack stood, gun in hand, and began to fire at the Company agent. She fired three times, and then Lincoln hit play on the boom box.
"Time to go!"
Susan pulled out her own gun and began to stalk cat-like towards the cabin. As she approached, she lowered her gun and snarled angrily.
She opened the door and saw the boom box. Then she saw the back doors wide open with tire tracks leading away from the cabin.
"Son of a…!"
As the escapees drove away, Whistler grew more and more agitated.
"Just let me go!" he pleaded, "More people could die because of this! If you let me go…"
"Shut up, Whistler," snapped Alex.
Just then, Lincoln's phone rang.
"Yeah?"
"What in the…"
"Listen, Susan," interrupted Lincoln, "You're not calling the shots anymore, got it? Now, here's where you're going to meet us…"
Lincoln, Michael, Jack, Alex, and Whistler all walked into a large abandoned warehouse. Whistler hobbled into one room to tend to his sprained ankle.
Alex and Jack stepped to the side to talk while Michael and Lincoln walked over to a window.
"You did great, Linc," said Michael.
Lincoln nodded, "I had some help," he said, glancing over at Jack.
"Yeah…funny how that worked out. You two working together and all."
Lincoln shrugged, "You should hear her side of the story. She and Alex were victims of this thing too."
Meanwhile…
"So, what do we do now?" asked Jack as she leaned on the wall.
Alex shook his head, "Hadn't really thought that far. I was too busy trying to get out of SONA…"
"I think we should go back."
Alex gave Jack a curious look.
"Back where?"
"Chicago…the field office," said Jack, her eyes clouding for a moment, "I think we should turn ourselves in."
Alex gave her an incredulous look.
"Are you insane? We're finally free and the first thing you suggest is that we go and get ourselves locked up?"
"It'd be the right thing to do," said Jack quietly, "At least then we could tell our story and testify against The Company."
Alex sighed and ran a hand over his face.
"I…I guess you're right," he muttered, "It's just that…I just got out! And now I have to go back in?"
"I know, but it'll be in the states. And we'll get a much better trial than you did."
Alex nodded, still looking uncertain.
"Well…"
Just then, the sound of breaking glass interrupted Alex.
Lincoln and Michael whirled around and looked at Alex and Jack. They stared wide-eyed back at them.
"What the heck?" asked Lincoln, confused.
Then, Jack's eyes grew panicky.
"Whistler!"
They ran outside just in time to see Whistler drive off in a truck. Michael put his hands on his head in defeat.
"What do we do now?"
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