Odd Man Out

The Bare Minimum

"Nope not happening!" Skylar snapped at the guys.

"It's really simple." Michael explained.

"Are you insane?" She closed her mouth. "Actually don't answer that."

"We need you." Lincoln added, leaning up against the gate.

"And I don't need anymore years added to my sentence." Skylar frantically paced.

"Hold on Darlin'," T-Bag grasped onto her shoulder. "All we need is for you to call up your sister."

"You're a bunch of cons!" Sky brushed Theodore off. "A bunch of dirt-"

"Sky," Michael calmly interrupted. He walked over to her and held her palms. "My brother's life is depending on this."

"Oh wow, guilt trip me now." Sky released from his grasp. She crossed her arms. "I don't want to be here either but this isn't worth the risk."

"The minimum for attempt of murder is fifteen years, right Sucre?" T-Bag circled around Sky. "I mean at the very least."

"Most get life sentences." Lincoln joined in and stood up.

"You also attempted this on a public figure, how much is your father worth?" T-Bag kept circling.

"Hm, probably a couple billion." Lincoln began circling around Sky as well.

"Cut it out guys." Michael pleaded.

"You two don't seem to be on good terms, so how long is our sentence exactly?" Theodore stopped in front of her.

"You can't crack me..."

A few moments later sky stood in front of the pay phone in the yard with a line of men standing behind her. Lincoln and Michael leaned up against the gate from across her. They watched her like a hawk. She glanced down at her feet as the phone rang. T-Bag casually walked over and leaned against the phone post next to Skylar to listen in. Sky turned around to face the opposite direction.

Sky listened to the phone ring a few times, and right before she was about to give up someone picked up the phone. A light-hearted voice answered.

"Cathy, now I don't have much time." Sky quickly blurted out.

"Skylar, is that you?" She sighed.

"Yes, Cathrine I have a problem and I need so cash."

"I can't do that Skylar, I'm sorry. I need to go."

"Cathy please, don't hang up!"

"Wait..." Cathy handed the phone to another person.

"Sky?" A man asked. Skylar just about dropped the phone but Theodore helped stabilize her.

"Um, Walker?"She mumbled.

"I can't believe it's you."

"Yeah, me either. Can I speak to Cathy?"

"She's in a mood right now."

"When is she not, can you hand the phone to her?" Sky struggled for composure.

"You can tell me Sky, you know I'll do anything for you." His voice lowered almost into a whisper.

"I need money." Sky felt defeated, she hated pleading.

"How much?"

"Walker, give me Cathy."

"How much do you need, my flower?"

"A bit,"

Sky hung up the phone angrily after the call. She hastily walked over to Michael and Lincoln. Theodore followed closely behind. Sucre began huddling around their circle. She glared directly into Michaels sockets.

"Did you do it?" Lincoln asked.

"No, well not exactly."

"What do you mean?"

"Our little flower got another connection." T-Bag placed his elbow on Sly's shoulder.

"My fiancé."

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