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Epilogue
Two days later, Michael received his third visitor Except this time, no cop ca of h the halls of the jail Michael had been lying on his bunk, but at the strange noises he sat up and strained to listen Heavy footsteps, getting closer A door in the bars of the cell creaked open several inches Then a man walked in and stood there like he owned the place
"Come on, Michael," the newcomer said "Your prison days are over"
It was Sarah’s dad Gerard
Michael sed a lump in his throat and tried to speak, but no words ca
"Or … you can take a nap before we go" It took a second for Michael to even get the sarcaso back to sleep when his cell door stood wide open
"Michael," Gerard said forcefully "Get up We’re leaving"
"Okay," heover to Sarah’s dad "Okay But …"
"Yeah I know Things aren’t a whole lot less confusing for o"
Michael nodded, then followed Gerard out of the cell, down the hallway, noticing that all the doors stood open The prison was almost empty
"Sarah," Michael said "Bryson Where are they?"
"Don’t worry, I already got theh a heavily reinforced door that stood ajar "They were in a separate wing They’re already in the car, waiting with my wife You’ll be with them in two , and Michael followed suit Sarah’s parents, alive and well Michael and his friends, being freed Slowly it was all starting to hit hie of elation that he could barely suppress
They went through another security door and entered the lobby of the prison--the place was coht
"How?" Michael asked, running to keep up with Gerard as they headed for the sunshine that waited outside
Gerard stopped, then turned to face Michael, his breathing heavy "A group of people rescued ed all this" He held his hands up, looking around "They said soents--which I just don’t get But you think I cared? We’re safe and back with our daughter"
He started to turn away, but Michael grabbed hients?" he asked "You’re sure they said that?"
Gerard nodded "Yeah, led by sorabbed Michael and pulled hi sun Michael followed Sarah’s dad, running after hi, a spark of hope burning in his chest