Lincoln was at the spot where Susan told him to meet her and he was getting tired of waiting.
" Where are you? Why are you the one making me wait?"
Susan then came up and grinned at him.
" You're late."
" Don't make me mad here Lincoln."
" You talk to me about being late, then you're late."
Susan sat down and frowned.
" Let's get one thing straight here. I'm the one in charge."
Lincoln was getting fed up with Susan and really wanted to show her how he felt.
" How's my son?"
" LJ is fine. What about your brother?"
" Today. The escape is happening at 3:15."
Susan frowned.
" Why so early?"
" That's the way Michael planned it. He and Whistler will meet us on the beach. If that suits you."
Susan then got up.
" Okay. Do you trust me?"
Lincoln gave her a dirty look.
" In a word, No. You had Sara killed."
" I can easily have LJ killed."
Lincoln got up.
" I'm sorry. Don't hurt my son."
" Don't worry I'll meet you on the beach at 3:15."
" No they're breaking out at 3:15."
" Okay then 4:00. No tricks Lincoln, or LJ is dead."
Susan left. Lincoln sighed and left the place and went to the Panama Inn. He saw Callie at the front desk.
" Hey," Lincoln said to her.
Callie looked at him.
" Where are you going?" Lincoln asked her.
Callie looked down.
" I've decided that you're right. I have to go home. If I haven't found Sara now, I may never find her."
" I need your help."
Callie set her suitcase down.
" What's your plan?"
" I need you to stay at a cabin I found. I have someone else to help me out with Michael and Whistler.
Callie sat down.
" What's wrong?" Lincoln asked.
Callie looked at him.
" I've made up my mind to go back to Chicago and you need me to stay. Lincoln I don't know what's going on, but I have a feeling you know something."
Lincoln sat down.
" I do need you to help me here. Please."
" Where is this place? What do you need me to do?"
" Are you all checked out?"
Callie nodded her head.
" Come with me. We need to get going on this."
Callie left with Lincoln and went to the cabin with him.
" How did you find this place?"
" On accident, but I needed it. It does have running water, but no power."
Callie sat down on an old sofa.
" Sorry about the conditions. I didn't have much time to clean up."
Callie got up.
" I can help clean it up. What are you going to do?"
Lincoln went to the door. I have to go meet someone. I'll come back here, but it'll be some time."
Callie nodded her head and Lincoln left. Callie looked around the cabin and found some cleaning supplies.
" I don't know if I can do this. This sounds like a dangerous situation and I have to get out."
Lincoln went to go pick up Sofia and was worried about the next move.
" Lincoln, are you okay?"
Lincoln looked at her.
" I'm not sure what I'm feeling. All I know is that I need to save my son."
Sofia looked away.
" You need to have faith. Maybe we can help Whistler too."
Sofia had tears in her eyes.
" I know your son means a lot to you, James means a lot to me."
Lincoln nodded his head, he knew that, and he was going to do what he could to help.
It was sometime later, when they were in town watching some of the Sona guards.
" What now?" Sofia asked," We can't just sit here."
Lincoln kept looking.
" Come on, we go now."
Lincoln got out of the car and so did Sofia. They headed up the path and as they passed by one of the guards, Lincoln knocked into him.
" Why don't you look where you're going," the guard said.
" I'm sorry. Here I'll get you a new one."
Lincoln ordered some coffee and when nobody was looking snuck something inside the cup.
" Here please accept this."
The guard didn't say a word, but accepted it. The guard walked on and Sofia looked at him.
" What's the next step?" Sofia asked.
" I did my part," Lincoln said," Now it's up to Michael."
Sofia went back in the car with Lincoln and waited far outside the gates of Sona.
" So we wait?"
" We wait."