Vigilante by Choice

Epilogue: The End?

Dean was waiting in the visitation room. All of the stations were empty. In fact the whole room was empty, the guard who brought him in had exited before Dean could ask him was going on. Leaning back in his chair, slightly bored, he decided to pat his hands on the table, waiting for anything to happen. It did even cross Dean's mind that this could be the last room he ever set foot in.

Just as Dean was about to nod off the door on the other side of the glass opened up. In walked a older man, possibly in his fifties. Fixing his suit jacket, he sauntered over to the window that Dean was facing. Sitting down, he quickly ran his hand over his face and through his hair, slightly making it messy. He took a second just give Dean an unreadable look.

"There he is." The man laughed holding the phone to his ear.

Dean slowly raised the phone to his ear. "Hey."

The man looked around the visitor center. "How is jail treating you?"

Dean shrugged his shoulder. "Um, I haven't been with a lot of other inmates but it's not horrible."

"Where is Don?" The man sighed.

Dean looked to the side. "They're holding him in a different cell. Have you visited him yet?"

"No, not yet." The man had a stern face on while he stared at Dean.

The was a pause, before Dean vomited words. "I thought Lehman would be a reliable ally, but he kinda went off the deep end."

The man didn't look amused. "Dean."

Dean didn't notice the man's irritated look. "He had the resources, but once that Tobias guy came around he was fascinated with that."

The man slammed his fist on the table, shutting Dean up. "Dean, I didn't come down here to be interrupted by you."

Dean slumped down in his seat. "Sorry."

The man looked at him, "Sit up straight, and look me in the eyes."
Dean followed his orders. "Lehman was put into a mental institution."

Dean nodded. "I heard about that."

"His son will take over his business." The man continued.

Dean looked at the man with confusion. "He works with-"

The man finished his sentence. "Tobias? Yes, I know. We will figure this out. But there is good news."

"What is that good new?" Dean asked.

The man smiled. "We own half of Lehman's Company."

Dean gave a half smile. "So what does that do for us?"

"Lehman was working on projects." The man tapped a file that was in front of him.

Dean eyed the file. "What kind of projects?"

"Weaponized projects." The man slid the files under the glass window.

Dean looked through the files. "Won't Tobias find out about this? Lehman's son would tell him."

The man grinned. "These projects will be able to stop this little problem with the city's savior."

The man stood up. "If this city was worried about Lehman taking over then they will be begging for mercy when I do. And I will destroy the Guardian in the process. I know just how to do it."

"Are you going to break me and Don out of here too?" Dean tilted his head.

The man glared down at him. "Yes. I will plan that. Just hold on."

"Ok." Dean looked grateful.

The man found a hidden latch on the window and opened it."By the way," he grabbed the collar of Dean's jump suit and grabbed a gun from out of his holster, placing it at Dean's neck. "if you ever fuck up like this again, I will personally find you in the cell that you will be lying and I will kill you. Do you understand me?"

"Yes dad." Dean said terrified.

His father released his grip on Dean jumpsuit. "Glad you know. Nice talk son." His father said closing the window and fixed himself up. He walked away with an evil smile on his face. "This town will be mine."

The End.... for now