Chapter 65: Who's Calling the Shots Now?
Michael, Lincoln, Jack, and Alex leapt into the car and raced after Whistler.
Michael glanced at Jack and Alex for a moment. They had no reason to stay with them anymore.
"Isn't this supposed to be the part when you two either stab us in the back or take off?" he asked, looking confused.
Jack shook her head.
"No, Michael. This is the part where we make things right."
Alex nodded his agreement, "Yeah. I owe you a few anyway."
"We're catching up!" cried Lincoln as he spotted Whistler's car ahead of them.
Lincoln stepped on the gas and the sped up beside Whistler. He jerked the wheel over, trying to ram the cars together. After several attempts, Whistler's car finally careened off the road and crashed. Whistler leapt out of the car and took off on foot.
Michael, Lincoln, Alex, and Jack followed him. They split up and began to scan the area.
Soon, Jack and Alex rounded a corner and heard Whistler's voice. They pressed themselves against the wall and strained to hear what he was saying.
"Susan? Hey, it's James," he said into a cell phone.
Jack felt her blood boil in anger. Whistler was Company…and he was working with her sister!
Alex moved quickly and turned the corner. He landed a hard punch to the side of Whistler's head. He fell to the ground and moaned in pain. Jack turned the corner and stood glowering down at him.
Michael and Lincoln approached from the opposite direction.
"What happened?" demanded Michael.
"He's in league with my sister," replied Jack, bitterly.
Lincoln's jaw tightened in anger as he flipped open his cell phone and dialed a number.
"James?"
"No…Lincoln. Meet us in the Plaza de Francia in ten minutes."
Lincoln hung up the phone and reached down to pull Whistler up by his collar.
Whistler struggled in vain as Lincoln snarled in his face.
"Don't you ever try something like that again, or I will kill you!"
Susan arrived at the Plaza like Lincoln had instructed her to do. She saw Michael over at a small outdoor bar area and walked over to him.
"So I finally get to talk face-to-face with the brains of the operation," she sneered, "You should work for The Company, Michael. They pay well."
"I think I'll pass," said Michael, coolly.
"Where's Whistler?"
Michael turned and nodded at a table behind him. Lincoln, Jack, and Alex sat beside Whistler. Lincoln had a gun trained on him.
"Where's L.J. and Sophia?" asked Michael.
Susan turned and nodded to an agent. Sophia and L.J. emerged from a black SUV.
"Now," said Susan, "Let's make the exchange."
Michael shook his head.
"Sorry, Susan. This isn't the exchange point. It's just a confirmation to make sure everyone's alive that needs to be alive. You'll get the next meeting point in five minutes."
Susan's eyes grew wild with fury.
"Michael…"
"See you soon, Susan," interrupted Michael as he stood to leave.
Susan could only watch in astonishment as they all turned and disappeared into the crowd.
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