Sorry I didn't give you any warning but this is the final chapter of Agent Johnson: The Fox River Eight.
Disclaimer: I don't own Prison Break
The plane lands down in Panama City and Alex and I head off to a hotel before were out on the streets trying to track down the brothers. My heels dig into the sand as we walk through crowds of Panamanians. Alex stops me when he see Scofield up ahead. He draws his gun and in a blink of an eye we are tackled into the siding building. I hit the floor hard and I watch as Alexs' gun slides across the floor. My attention is soon drawn to Alex who is getting beaten on by Lincoln! Alex swings his legs around knocking Lincoln to the ground. "You're not gonna like how this ends, Lincoln. I'm giving you a chance. Right now. Just...back away, all right? Just back away," Mahone says.
"The son of a bitch who killed my dad? You're done," Lincoln says before lunging forward and sending a punch to Alexs face. Alex looks at me fore help but I can't: Alex is my friend and I have become close with Lincoln.
Alex gets a hold of his gun and points it as Lincoln, I pull mine out of my holster and point it as him. "This whole time you've been working with him haven't you?" Alex questions and I nod.
"Now put your gun down - I don't want to shoot you again." My voice cracks. He does nothing so I pull the trigger - nothing happens. My clip is empty. "You didn't!"
"Had too. Now back over there by the poll go." Lincoln and I back up into a corner of boxes and a hand cuff is place on one of our wrists before the poll behind us. Alex leaves the warehouse to make a phone call and I feel Lincoln wrap his hand around two of my fingers. I lean my head on his shoulder tired, glad to have everything off my chest but curious of what will happen next. Alex returns and soon gets another phone call.
"I'm in Panama. Nice place. Good weather. Cool breeze," Alex informs the person on the other end of the call. "Then I suggest you get on a plane. Because by the time you get here I'll have the Scofield, Burrows and Johnson right where you want them. And then this whole thing is over." My eyes flash towards Alex like dagger he's go me right where they want? That could only mean…
"You work with them!" I exclaim. "The people that are after me. That's how they knew where to find me!" I yell as I pull on the handcuff hopping it would magically come undone.
"Em, relax." Lincoln says and I notice he is slowly undoing the pipe. I stand closer to him hiding the turning of the pipe and I begin to whistle masking the squeak at every turn. The warehouse door opens and Michael walks in. "Uncuff me!" Lincoln shouts in Michaels presents.
"No. Not yet," Mahone says.
"So, is this the part where you go back on your word?"
"No. As of now, they want you alive," Mahone replies.
"Why?"
"That's a good question. Figure it out some day, on your own time. Where's the money?" Alex asks.
"Cut them loose," Michael demands.
"No," Mahone says. "The money. I want…" Mahone starts but his phone rings so he turns away from us so we can't here him. He turns to face us again as he says, "A well-dressed Asian man has just been shot by three Americans."
"So, you kill him and frame us. Why?" I question as he hangs up.
"So everyone will leave me alone. Because that's all I want. That, and the money." Alex sighs. The door opens one again and I well dressed Asian man enters with multiple others.
"You said you'd have them right where we wanted them. This isn't right where we want them," He speaks and I recognize the voice from the mysterious phone calls, it's the man that wants to kill me. "Or is it something else? Another reason we're all here?" the man asks then Mahone points his gun at him. "Like that. Like a double-cross."
"Seems to be happening to everybody." I pipe up from the back as I slide my cuff from the gap in the pipes. Just before Mahone can shoot the other agents pull out guns of their own and begin to open fire. Lincoln grabs be by the waist wand we run behind multiple crates pilled high. "Lincoln-" I start but he cuts me off. "Em you need to get out of here. When you get the chance just go. Don't wait for me and Michael and don't go anywhere near the Christina Rose."
"But Linc-"
"Go Ems! Now!" Lincoln pushes me towards the back exit and I run out onto the Panamanian streets. I whip my head in every direction unsure where to go but know where not to; so I run in the opposite direction. Unsure of what will happen next, what will happen to Lincoln and his brother, Mahone or even me.
We'll there's the horrible ending of 'book' one. I am not sure when the next one will be out but it will be after I complete Live Free Break Out. I hope that you have all enjoied the first enstalment and I hope you will continue to read on through the next two. (Agent Johnson: Panama and the other title not determind)
~Mille