While sitting on a bench looking over the city, she kept looking over the people walking about their business, "Well, how is everything going?" Gretchen said while looking to Olivia.
"I told you, I don't know, and I am not really in the mood," she side glanced to Gretchen's face, "I wish you would leave me alone." her voice kept tight while looking away from her.
Gretchen nodded, "Well, I mean, you would say that, but then with all the fact of Lincoln and Sofia working together, getting pretty comfy with each other..."
Olivia got to her feet glaring to the woman she slowly starting to hate, "you know, you can tell me this bullshit, but I am not, repeat, not letting you know anything." she stormed off while seeing Gretchen answering her phone.
Olivia listened to Gretchen yelling down the phone, she started to storm towards Olivia, "Linc, you've fucked me over the last time," she pulled Olivia's hair making her scream.
"Hey! Hey! Hey!" Lincoln yelled into the phone trying to catch Gretchen's attention, hearing Olivia screaming in the background, he felt his heart twisting in pain.
Gretchen glared, "Well, lets put it this way, you come clean on what is happening right now, or I'll have another body to depose of!" her voice a dark hiss, she moved away from the view of people, pushing Olivia into the back of a car, "Take me to the house, have things set up!" she snapped as the driver started to drive quickly.
"There's been a time switch! That's it, just a time switch! Nothing more and nothing less." Lincoln was talking frantically on the line over the phone as he was walking quickly.
"A time switch, how convenient to have mention this just now Lincoln!" her voice a bitter sting getting to the house, she glanced to a man passing her a knife.
Olivia felt her placing the blade to the back of her neck, "No, no, please no..." Olivia cried, her eyes closed trying to keep together.
Gretchen glared, "I warned you, and I am giving you ten seconds to tell me, or this girl is going to be right with Sara!"
"It's changed! It's happening at Three-twelve in the afternoon." Lincoln was panicking, listening to Olivia in the background; he wanted to come get her, sweep her away.
"Good, meeting point, be there, and no tricks, no games, or I will cut her fucking head off!" her hand slammed the phone shut before glaring to Olivia, "you didn't know anything!" her voice hissed.
Olivia kept her eyes closed, "I swear to God I didn't know anything!" her voice broken up with crying, she kept still, her eyes closed cos she could still feel the blade against her skin. "please..."
"Well, you're life and L.J is all on Lincoln now." she glared, "Get the boy, take her to the van..." Gretchen was officially pissed about this now.
Coming out of the washroom, wearing the black dress pants Internal Affair's had bought him, he was pulling on the long sleeved white button up shirt. Fixing the collar, he glanced up. He took a quick step back not expecting someone else to be in the room.
He blinked hard several times, seeing they hadn't disappeared, he started believing they were actually sitting on the hotel's bed. "Nikole?" He finally asked, clearing his throat. "H-how did you... When did you?" He looked from the door back to her, watching her.
As she stood up, Alex's eyes looked up and down her, it was strange seeing her in a; dark Denim skirt that ended just before her knees, a low U-necked dark purple and light purple striped cotton tank top, a unbuttoned, fitted, thin lime green cardigan and light blue and white flip-flops. Apposed to her usual black skirts and simple tops. It took him a minute to remember she no longer worked for The Company; she no longer had to keep a half professional appearance.
Her hair, pin straight, brushed back behind her shoulders, her make up was simple, but she looked none the less beautiful.
Nikole was hesitating, biting the corner of her bottom lip, "I called Sullins, he told me where you were staying." Hearing her voice was nice, Alex smiled, and everything was sharp in his sight, the colours intense. "Gave me a key card to the room." She continued.
Stepping closer to him, she brought her hand to rest softly against his smooth, freshly shaven face, her blue eyes glittering into his, the fact there wasn't a wooden bar keeping her back. No guards watching them, that she could touch more then his hand without a chain-link fence between them. She stood on her tiptoes, closing her eyes and bringing her lips to connect with his.
Pressing his lips back against hers, Alex remembered the last time they kissed, when he was being arrested on the dock beside the Christina Rose, how it was short, how the Panamanian Military forced them apart.
Feeling her fingers as they slid under the unbuttoned cuffs of his shirt, Alex tried stopping her, moving back, breaking their kiss. But it seemed like Nikole all ready realized what Alex was trying to hide. "Alex..." Her voice dropped, her eyes focusing on him. "Nikole, it's not..." He gave in, her fingers around his wrist, her other hand pushing up the sleeve, he watched her, he could sense the atmosphere changing.
"... You've been shooting up." Nikole wasn't asking, she was stating, looking at the tiny injection site holes scattered in an odd shape around his forearm, following his veins. She let his wrist go, watching his hand fall.
"Nikki." Alex started, trying to keep her attention long enough. Feeling like those tiny little injection site holes were itching.
"What are you taking?" Her voice was low, avoiding his eye contact. Pulling his sleeve down, buttoning the cuff, he looked around. "Uh." He felt the words caught in his throat.
"Tell me." Nikole didn't want to hear it, but she feared the worse.
"Heroin." Alex finally told her.
"HERION!" Nikole snapped at him. Alex went to open his mouth, but stopped as he felt the sting across his face as her hand connect with it.
"I can't... believe this!" Nikole felt her hand burning. She turned away from him, walking across the hotel room, her arms crossing over her chest as she stared out the seventh floor window.
It took a minute for Alex's brain to puzzle together what had just happened, his fingers rubbing his still stinging cheek, his eyes watching Nikole at the window. In the matter of ten minutes, she'd gone from happy to sad to angry.
Biting the side of her Index finger, Nikole kept looking down at the cars driving on the street, people walking, trying to bring herself down from the angry place she was, closing her eyes for a minute. She tensed feeling Alex wrapping his arms around her stomach, pulling her back against him. "Nikole..." His voice was soft.
"You have to realize, SONA its ... Everyday someone gets, stabbed... Murdered, beaten." His voice shook, thinking back to SONA and inside its unprotected walls, "I felt like, I was going crazy and without my pills, I was... Going to die in there." He sounded sure of it.
Nikole sighed, but didn't speak. "Because I couldn't get them, I had to improvise." He winced, remembering the first time he'd pushed the needle into his arm.
Nikole turned around, looking up at him, placing her hands on his chest, "Heroin, Alex." Her voice low, "It'll kill you faster." Her eyes were welling up.
"Please don't cry, Nikole." Alex looked from her to the window, behind her and back. "I'm not gonna cry, Alex! I'm mad!" She narrowed her eyes to him.
Hesitating before asking, Alex parted his lips. "When did you, last ... Have your pills, Nikole?" He asked her, feeling her pushing herself from his arms.
"This isn't about me and my pills, this is about – you!" She walked across the room, sitting down on the edge of the bed.
"So a while." Alex said watching how she acted.
"Shut up!" She snapped at him.
"Did you have them after I was arrested?" He asked stepping closer to her.
"Stop." Nikole glared.
"After we arrived in Panama?" He questioned her, standing directly in front of her looking down.
"Alex. Enough." Nikole felt herself getting worked up.
"Before we left the States?" He stepped back when Nikole stood up.
"Stop!" She yelled at him.
Staring into her eyes, feeling like they were playing a staring contest, Alex brought his hands to pull her face closer to his, pressing his lips against hers. Nikole pushed him away, "Alex, don't!" She narrowed her eyes. Nikole wasn't going to let him do this, not again.
"What? Forget how good we fucked together, all ready?" His eyes were scanning hers, his voice tempting her. Their foreheads against each others, Nikole could feel Alex's lips brushing against hers as he spoke.
She parted her lips, shifting to kiss him, but she caught his lower lip between her teeth. Her hands were pushing his shirt off to the floor. Her nails were running down his chest. Feeling him getting hard against her.
Alex standing still, feeling the warm sensation against his lip as her teeth let him go, his tongue brushed against the indentation her teeth left feeling the sting. Nikole slide onto her knees. Her fingers were undoing the button of his pants.
Pushing his pants down, she brushed her fingers against his cock covered by his new silk boxers. Alex's body tensed, Nikole had given him a hand-job before but never had her face been so close to his cock, it made him harder.
He gasped, feeling her fingers sliding his boxers down letting his stiff member free. Focusing on his cock, Nikole wrapped her fingers just under his head. Bringing her hand down against him and up, slowly, glancing up at him with a smirk. Alex was looking down at her. Her thumb was rolling over his head, as per-cum escaped him with a moan.
Watching it glisten against his cock, Nikole brought her face close to it; slowly her tongue ran across it, making Alex tense again. Slowly Nikole brought her mouth around his head, her tongue twisted around it as she sucked slowly, closing her eyes.
Feeling her warm mouth over his throbbing cock, Alex closed his eyes, tilting his head back, gasps escaping him as she took more of him into deeper into her mouth. He carefully let his breath out slowly from his mouth, his fingers brushing forward into her hair. Curling it around his fingers, pulling at it softly.
Pulling back, taking Alex's cock from her mouth, Nikole felt the pulling of her hair getting harder. Running her tongue along his shaft, before taking his head into her mouth again, working more of him into her mouth. Nikole had never given a blowjob before and she was trying to pretend she was licking a lollipop.
"Nikollleee." Alex groaned feeling her sucking getting harder around him, pulling her hair harder. Pam had only given him one blowjob, during their honeymoon and she didn't even swallow. The fact he knew this was Nikole's first blowjob, made him hornier, him taking her mouths virginity.
She kept sucking against him, feeling his cock throbbing against her tongue, feeling Alex's moans turning into groans, his muttering about cuming getting more intense. He gripped at her hair harder; a loud groan escaped his lips as he let himself go in her mouth.
Feeling his cum against the back of her tongue and her throat, Nikole pulled back, making an odd face, the salty taste was strange, and she carefully swallowed it. Before opening her eyes, seeing Alex peering down at her. He let her hair go and she stood up. Watching Alex's chest rising and falling.
Standing in front of her, Alex looked over her face that was looking up at him, he brought his finger to carefully brush against her lips, a tiny blob of his cum now on his finger, that had not made it into her mouth. His eyes looking from hers, he brought his finger closer to her mouth. Her lips parted, Alex brought his finger into her mouth, feeling her lips close around it, her tongue licking the cum from his finger before she stepped back.
Nikole pulled her Cardigan off, letting it fall onto the floor, before pulling her tank top off. Watching him, his eyes looking over her black bra. She walked around him, her flip-flops coming off. Making Alex turn, following her, her hands against his chest, pushed him back onto the Queen sized bed. She crawled on top of him, saddling his lap, his cock still hard, wanting her.
She brought her lips against his neck, kissing the sweet spots, nibbling at them, sucking against them. Alex's hands finding themselves on her hips, Nikole still wearing the denim skirt, he slide her body up against him, sliding his hands up her sides.
Alex felt his heart beating quickly, moving his hands to unclip her bra, sliding it down her arms, throwing it to the other side of the bed, cupping her breasts in his hands, his thumbs and index fingers pinching at her nipples, making her gasp and bit harder against his neck. Squeezing the tender flesh of her breasts. He moved his head blocking her from biting his neck, their eyes looking into each others. He brought his head up, connections his lips against hers; Nikole pushed her tongue into his mouth.
Alex could taste himself against her, making his cock throb again, wanting her, and craving her. "Hey!" He said sharply when Nikole got off of him, standing on the floor again, her fingers slowly undoing the button of her skirt, unzipping the zipper slowly, pushing it down her thighs. Letting it fall to the floor, stepping out of it. She bit her lip, letting her hands brush against her sore nipples. Moaning.
Watching her, Alex brought his hand down against his cock, rubbing it slowly, it still slick from her saliva and his cum, mixing together. The bed shifting, Nikole crawled onto him again; the only thing keeping his cock from her pussy was her black cotton thong. Holding his hands up, above his head, Nikole started moving herself against his cock. Slowly teasing him.
Feeling herself getting wetter, her thong soaking, her clit swollen, pulsing for attention, their blue eyes locked onto each others, Nikole letting his hands go. Alex brought his hands against her hips, touching the thin fabric of the thong, sliding his fingers under it, taking it off, feeling it wet against his fingers. It rested at the end of the bed.
He brought his finger to touch against her clit, making her gasp, it ached for his attention, bringing that finger down against her opening, and he pushed it inside of her hotness. Nikole tensing feeling the pleasure, adding another finger, Alex's palm was brushing against her clit.
Nikole moving against his fingers felt herself wanting to cum. She closed her eyes, pulling his fingers away, Alex watched her, opening her eyes. Holding his fingers up, covered in her juice, he brought them to his mouth, sucking them clean, he pulled her down, this time his tongue pushing into her mouth.
Unable to wait any longer, Nikole slide herself against Alex's cock, feeling him just at her pussy's opening, their tongues fighting against each others. Alex surprised her, making her moan into his mouth, when he pushed his body up against her, bringing him deep inside her. Nikole's nails digging into his shoulders, moving her body with his.
Pushing up into her, feeling her pussy getting tight around him, Alex moved his hands to her hips, moving her up and down faster with her movements. He'd fucked Nikole several times, but every time felt like the first time, his cock working inside her tight pussy. Her clit was dragging against his cock.
Alex had to control his breathing, feeling his heart beating quicker, skipping beats. His head spun. Along with extremely greasy foods, Nikole was something Alex probably should've avoided. The way they fucked could've probably caused him heart failure.
"Fuck!" Nikole moaned, her pussy getting tight around Alex's cock, feeling her cuming hard. Making Alex groaned, pushing deep inside of her, letting his second load to deep inside of her. Holding her against him, until he stopped cuming.
Sweat beading against Nikole's forehead dripping off her onto Alex's chest. Looking into his eyes, Alex's chest moving quickly, trying to slow down, Nikole laid against him, kissing his lips, feeling him still inside of her, "I think I could, shower." She whispered feeling sticky.
"...Yeah." Alex finally managed to get out, feeling himself calming down, he groaned when Nikole slide off his cock, standing upon the floor, her legs felt like jell-o as she headed into the washroom.
When the shower stopped and Nikole came out of the washroom, wearing her denim skirt and her tank top, her hair damp and up down in a messy bun. She watched Alex sitting at the tiny table. Staring at a plate. He was trying to keep himself in one piece, he kept looking to the clock, and he knew soon he'd start spinning out. He could all ready feel it; he turned seeing Nikole, he forced a smile. "Fruit, they give me fruit." He laughed nervously, the plate piled with different fruits.
"Fruit is good for you." Nikole came to stand beside him.
"D-doesn't mean, I want it." He pointed out.
Neither of them really mentioning the sex they'd had not to long ago. "I've gotta head out, I'll be back okay?" She asked him, watching him focusing on the plate, "W-what? Oh yeah. Okay." He watched her.
Nikole grabbed her bag from the hook on the wall. She opened the hotel room door, leaving after putting her flip-flips on.
Alex sitting still, kept thinking about the trail, the longer it was taking, the more he was freaking out, the drugs wearing off on his head started aching.
Sitting on the bed, housekeeping had made again, Alex kept shaking, twitching, sweat was rolling down his face; he kept looking to the door, that never seemed to open. Nikole had been gone forever, Sullins and Lang were nowhere telling him anything, and he bit his thumbnail, his head burning.
He almost jumped, heading the door opening. Looking to see all three of them, together Sullins looking at the sweat running down Alex's face, the sun getting close to setting. "I've got some good news and some better news." He kept looking at Alex.
Putting his hands into his pockets, Alex felt nervous, looking over all three of them. "Lets start with the good." Sullins exhaled. "The Panamanians are back onboard." He smiled, folding his hands. "A-and the better news?" Alex felt himself wanting to throw up.
"You, are going to get to have a real nice sleep on that bed tonight." He pointed at it, Alex didn't understand. "I... you, said ... When the trail was over! I'd be on a plane back to the U.S.!" His hands were out of his pockets, shaking.
"And you will be, it's just. It's gotten to late to do the trail tonight." He crossed his arms, looking at Alex who looked like he was having a break down.
Sweat dripping down his back, Alex looked from Lang to Sullins. "I, can we ... Do anything to speed this up?" His eyes couldn't focus.
"When a Genie grants you a wish, you don't tell them to take it snappy, Alex." Sullins pointed out.
"T-the hearing needs to happen today." He looked at Nikole, a pealing in his eyes. "Right, right NOW!" He pointed.
"Listen to you, I've dropped everything to come down here, I made you a deal." Sullins glared. "I'm so glad I made this trip, I'm just tickled." Sarcasm was dripping from his tone.
He looked at Lang. "Cuff him!" He snapped.
"What?" Lang looked lost. "Cuff him! Right now!" His voice was dark. "I..." Lang didn't understand. But went for her cuffs.
"Don't." Nikole warned stepping between Alex and Lang.
"Excuse me, who put you in charge?" Sullins glared at her.
"The trail, FIRST thing tomorrow morning, no questions." Nikole was glaring at him.
"Of course." Sullins nodded.
"Good, get out. Let him sleep, he obviously needs it, look at him!" Nikole didn't look but pointed behind her, to Alex shaking, pacing in a circle. Sweating.
Sullins, looked from Lang to Nikole. "Right, you know best, Doc." He put a bag down. "Here, night clothes..." He looked to Alex who didn't respond still pacing. Before Sullins and Lang left the room. Lying above the covers, Alex shook, curling himself into a ball, sweating through the white t-shirt he was wearing with his boxers. Biting his thumb, his head felt like it was on fire, his ears were sore. He wanted to die.
Nikole was sitting beside him, watching him, biting her lip. There wasn't anything she could do, it was killing her, as she brushed the cold cloth across his forehead that would cover in sweat seconds after she'd clear it.
She sat wearing her tank top and boy shorts. "Help me... Please." Alex's voice was a whisper, his voice cracking, feeling Nikole brushing her fingers into his hair, softly.
"You'll be okay, close your eyes." She whispered trying to keep the room's atmosphere calm.
"I.I c-c-an't." He twitched, his eyes finding hers, they were sad, scared, it made Nikole look away. Bringing the cloth across his face again. Nikole looked to the bedside lamp, giving off a low glow. A fan was blowing cold air onto Alex.
"Give me something, anything... Nikki... " Alex's voice was child-like, scared. In pain, "I'm sorry." She brushed his hair from his face, sighing. Her heart felt heavy.
"I'm gonna die..." Alex murmured, his body throbbed, ached every time he took a breath.
"Come here." She slid back against the headboard, still sitting up. Alex turning to look at her, he sat up shaking, moving back, between her legs, still twitching.
His back resting against her front, his head fell to the side against hers. Nikole's cool skin felt nice against his. Nikole moved her hands, her left taking his right, her right taking his left, holding them steady from shaking.
"Close your eyes." She squeezed his hands softly. "Nikole's here." She kissed the side of his face, which felt like fire.
"... She doesn't have to be." Alex held his eyes shut tightly, trying to forget where he was. "She wants to be." Nikole held him tighter. Holding him against her, she remained still.
Feeling his shaky breath, turning into shallow ones, Nikole bit her lip. "Alex?" She whispered, her voice almost like she was mouthing the words.
"Mm?" Alex heard her voice, but he didn't really understand what she was saying, feeling himself slipping away into sleep or death, they both were peaceful feeling.
Hesitating, Nikole released her lip from her tooth's grip.
"I love you." Nikole let it out, finally saying it, she almost wanted to laugh or cry when she heard the short low snores coming from Alex.
His hands were holding into hers tightly, leaning back against her, his head still resting against the side of hers. Nikole didn't move. She didn't want to take the chance of waking him up.
She kissed the side of his face again, sitting silently, unmoving. Just in case he woke up again.
Watching unnoticed from the bushes, Fernando was looking though binoculars, ",'Livia looks okay." He was holding his cell phone to the other ear, speaking to Lincoln hushed.
"Good, keep me updated." Lincoln was on his knees digging up the cooler of Scuba gear he'd buried.
He looked up after closing his phone, seeing Sofia holding a gun at him, he paused, staring up squinting his eyes. "Sofia." He said darkly.
"You can't! I'm sorry, you can't hand over James!" Her hand shook holding the gun.
Olivia kept looking to L.J and Elle May in the back of a van, "you know, I keep thinking people keep forgetting you..." her voice light, she glanced out of the van seeing Gretchen.
"It's okay Mom." Elle May side glanced to L.J, "So, how are you doing Mom...?"
Olivia shrugged, "Well, I've not been good," she glanced over to L.J, "Sorry, I haven't got much to say about your dad, but well, if Sofia was here, she'd let you know, cos he's all over that..." she stopped herself swearing.
L.J. kept looking from Olivia to Elle May and back to Olivia, "I... My dad wouldn't do that." He whispered even knowing his fathers past with ladies. "I mean, he loves you..." He looked around nervously, his heart hadn't stopped racing in days.
"L.J sometimes, when A man is very dumb, he had a tendency of putting his penis into anything, and it doesn't mean he loves the girl, it just means he's horny as fuck." Olivia slowly looked to Elle May with wide eyes. "Elle, I am saving you a lot of trouble..." she sees the door open.
"Be quiet..." her eyes looking to Olivia, "If Lincoln isn't here in the next ten minutes, you won't have to worry about parental skills," she glanced to her phone feeling frustrated.
Hearing the Prison alarm blaring from the beach. Lincoln felt himself wanting to get sick. Sofia had put the gun away, re-trusting Lincoln.
"Damn it!" He pulled his phone open, Dialling Susan's number quickly.
Gretchen snapped her phone open, "Where are you?" she glared into the van, for a few seconds seeing Elle May getting closer to her mother, Olivia's eyes focused trying to remember this wasn't going to be the end, it was the escape.
"With Michael and Whistler! We've coming to meet you, right NOW!" He said into the phone quickly while burying the cooler back into the sand quickly.
"Put James on the phone!" she snapped quickly, "I want to hear his voice now," she reached into the van, her gun pointed to L.J, "cos I have three bodies to choose from..." her eyes dark.
Olivia inhaled, "If you're going to threaten a life, chose mine!" her voice growled, "I will no have you threaten my daughter."
"We're on our way! You'll see him soon enough!" Lincoln snapped into his phone, before slamming it closed, leaving Sofia on the beach, getting into the car, speeding across the dirt road toward the exchange location.
Fernando watched still from the bushes.
Elle May kept looking scared, "Get the bags ready," she glared, her phone rung, she picked it up, "Hello."
"Count has been done," a voice said calmly, "No one got out today..." he finished.
Gretchen glared, "Come on, we're going." she slammed the door getting into the front seat.
"Linc! Linc! Susan is leaving with them!" Fernando was on the line with Lincoln looked as the van was getting packed up.
"What? No! You have to stop them!" Lincoln said seriously. "I'm almost there! Surce slow them down!" Lincoln said into the phone before putting it down again.
Biting his lip, Fernando hesitated before turning in the bushes and running to his white car.
Gretchen held her hands out, "Stop!" she screamed as their car crashed into another, she went into the window shield, her hands taking most of the impact.
Olivia jolted forward, she felt her head landing into L.J's lap, "this is the most awkward moment of my life..." she muttered feeling sick.
Lincoln had gotten from the car he'd drove up in a few minutes later, quickly.
Running to the van, pulling the passenger side door open, grabbing Susan roughly, he punched her in the face.
Gretchen cringed into the punch, she glanced sideways, "Do it!" she glared as a man got out of the driver seat, he was heading to the back of the van.
Elle May inside the car heard the gunshots, she screamed feeling scared, her eyes wide looking to the goon just moving in the back with them.
Olivia sighed, "Not to be rude, but someone get me up!" her eyes closed, "L.J, for the love of god think baseball, please, think Baseball!"
"You put your face into my lap!" L.J. said while having his eyes closed, feeling someone pulling Olivia away from him. Putting a gun to her head, while Lincoln had taken Susan's gun, his fingers were twisted tightly around her hair. "Let them GO!" His voice was dangerous.
Standing in front of Lincoln, a gun to her head, she could see Gretchen with a gun to her head.
Gretchen kept still feeling Lincoln's hands holding her hair, it didn't hurt, she licked the blood on her lip, "Lincoln, when in my line of work, you know it will come down to this!" she snapped looking to the agent holding Olivia, "Kill her!" she snapped.
Lincoln felt panic again, "No! Don't!" He snapped trying to resist the urge to shoot his way out of this, keeping the gun against Susan's temple, he kept looking at Olivia, feeling himself caving in. "Don't!" He said again.
Gretchen kept serious, "I mean it kill her!" she snapped, "In the end, you failed, and now this is how it ends!" she snapped looking to Olivia, "You knew the risk," she added while looking cold.
Olivia kept looking to Lincoln, "Don't kill my daughter, she's innocent, L.J is innocent, just, give us more time, we'll get it done..."
Gretchen shook her head, "Kill her!"
Lincoln's fingers shook, moving the gun away from Susan's head in surrender. "Fine, okay - but please, once more chance, one more chance to get Whistler, just... Just one more!" Lincoln's eyes and voice were pleading with the people who didn't seem to have a heart.
Gretchen spat the blood out, her eyes going to the agent, "You have more time," she pointed, "but if you fail..." she glanced to Olivia.
"Please, let me go, please, I'll make sure it won't fail." her eyes serious, "I have an idea, please..."
Gretchen exhaled, "you better not fail me, I will report with you, all reports come from you, not him," her eyes to Lincoln, "Don't fuck me over again!" she got into the van driving away leaving Olivia and Lincoln.
Lincoln turned, seeing Fernando in the car, still passed out while he turned back to Olivia. "I'm sorry, I'm REALLY sor-" He caught himself stopping, seeing the black four body bags on the ground. "Body bags..." He whispered.
"Yeah," Olivia brushed her hand into her hair, "Body bags," she exhaled, "I'll visit Michael," she pointed out, "I have no idea what could have happened, but," she glanced to her phone, "Hello?"
"You have four days," she snapped, "Get it done," the line went dead as Olivia glanced to Lincoln, "What ever, we've got four days to get another plan together."
"Four, great." Lincoln said while heading back to the car Surce was still blacked out in. "Surce." He said pushing his head away from the steering wheel.
"Hmm?" Fernando came around slowly confused.
