"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...
Now that my girl is all caught up.... Welcome to the long awaited finale
LUCAS
Micheal opened his eyes only a few minutes after we had found him. I had been a crying mess when i saw his blue eyes again.
The boys insisted on helping Micheal all the way to the main road. I argued that I wanted to help, but after seeing all the emotional distress i had been through, they reassured me that they would handle it.
It took us four hours to reach the roadside and another hour before someone drove past that was willing to drive us to the nearest town.
When we arrived there we immediately entered the nearest fast food place we could find. Here, in Mexico, it was unlikely that anyone had seen the boys mugshots.... Unlikely but not impossible.
We just sat and talked.
We hadn't had a relaxed conversation together in so long.
Micheal explained what had happened. He told us that after he jumped out of the plane he had been falling too fast. He said that the only reason he was alive today was due to the pilot being his cushion. He explained how the pilot, already unmoving and presumably dead, cushioned his fall yet rendered him unconscious as he hit the ground.
I was worried his fall might have caused more problems than we were aware of. No one should have been unconscious for as long as he was, but he reassured me he was fine.
After eating our fill and rehydrating ourselves, Micheal told us of a small house he had purchased not too far from the boarder.
It was our first stop after we left the food place.
After thanking the cab driver, who we didn't understand one bit, our family walked for a few miles until we reached the house Micheal had purchased for us.
It sat down a few unidentified paths and i almost thought he had gotten us lost at one point, but as the house came into view i smiled.
It looked quaint with its small front door. It looked like any other house and would not cause suspicion, however it was hidden by the surrounding trees.
It was perfect.
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A few days after we first arrived, we all stood outside as Sucre pulled the old car out of the garage.
Ink told him that it hadn't been used for a few years, but it would do him for the job he needed it for.
I smile as he steps out of the vehicle and walks towards us.
I hug him as i squeeze him tight.
"Now you call if you have any trouble, ok?" I say to him as he nods to the boys behind me "if anything happens and you need help we will be there"
