"I'd accept your help, but I'm not stupid. I know everything costs something in these walls, so what is it that you want?"
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MichealScofied
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This book is turning into a novel and I'm kinda here for it.
IF FOUND ON ANY...
The next afternoon comes around slowly. I had spent the morning mostly just sat in the flat not knowing what do with myself to occupy the time.
I had tried to work out Inks tattoos again, something I hadn't looked at in a while, and I had managed to figure out that a fan of cards on his arm must be a phone number.
That's about as far as I got before I gave up and decided to go to Lincoln park early to meet with Veronica.
But when I showed up thirty minutes early, I was shocked to see a woman sitting on the bench that we had arranged to meet on.
She was early... and she had dark hair. For some reason I pictured her to be blonde.
"Veronica is it?" I ask as I sit down
The woman turns to me and smiles "Lucas!" She asks
I nod and she pulls me into an unexpected hug
"It's nice to meet you" I say
She smiles
"You too" she says before her smile wavers "but I must admit I'm a little confused"
"How so?" I ask
"It's about Michele's request... why didn't he just call me himself if he had my number?" Veronica says
As I think about it I realise that she's right, but I try to come up with an excuse anway "well he wasn't sure you had the same SIM card: I mean you did only just recovered it- maybe he has tried it before?"
She smiles, clearly still not sure but excepting the excuse for now.
"So, about Lincoln's appeal" she says
I nod as I turn further towards her, waiting intently in order to relay the information to Ink.
"I have tried multiple times- I mean i was never successful in getting my case granted but I tried over five times. However my most recent one has gone through." She explains as I nod "it happened a few days after Lincoln's execution. I don't believe in fate but-"
"Wait- hold on a second" I say "Lincoln's... execution? But that's not until next week I don't understand" I say as I nervously laugh
Victoria looks at me with wide eyes "no one told you?" She asks
"What? Told me what?" I say quickly
Veronica wavers before she speaks
"Lincoln's execution got pushed forward a month" she says
"What?!" I exclaim
"He was in the chair and everything two weeks ago. He- he barely got out of it and he only did because some new evidence came to light- Lucas I'm so sorry I didn't realise that you weren't told" she explains
I stare at her "I-I missed it.... Because I got transferred prisons I would have missed his execution. Two weeks ago... that would have been a few days before I was released. If it had gone ahead I wouldn't have been able to say goodbye! And no one told me?!" I say as I rush out my words, saying them to Veronica in order to organise my thoughts myself "no one told me! No one!" I raise my voice
I gather my notebook up from the bench as I stand and Veronica quickly stands as well
"He didn't even tell me!" I realise
"Who didn't even tell you?" Veronica asks
"He didn't even tell me, even when I finally saw him, he didn't tell me. Pope didn't even tell me me when I got to the prison- no one bothered to send a message to the female prison- Ink didn't tell me! All this time!" I shake my head as I begin to walk out of the park
Veronica wavers a minute before she follows after me
"I need to see him, I need to see Lincoln! I can't believe Ink didn't say a word!" I shout
"Ink? Lucas you're confusing me- who's Ink?" She asks
I stop then, as we come to the outside of the park and I turn to her with tears in my eyes.
"Micheal.... Ink is Micheal." I breathe "you know- my finacè, the one who I'm supposed to marry?" I say in frustration "He didn't even bother telling me that his brother- one of my best friends-was put to death earlier then I had been told. He didn't tell me that I would never have been able to see Lincoln again... and instead he sends me a letter asking me to marry him?" I scoff
"Wait- Lucas I'm sure he has an explanation- Lucas!" I open the door to one of the taxis that is parked in the pick up area
"LUCAS, WAIT!" I hear her call, yet I shut the door
"Where to?" The man asks
"Fox River prison" I say as I sit back and pull the notebook to my chest as I wipe my eyes in shock and utter confusion.
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