Do Michael And Lincoln Get Caught 【Trending】

"South," Michael said finally. "There's a drainage runoff that feeds into the old quarry road. If we take it, we can double back to the highway. There's a freight depot three miles east."

"I hear everything," Michael said. His ribs ached. The wound on his forearm, where he'd cut through a chain-link fence two nights ago, had started to seep through the makeshift bandage. "They're sweeping grid by grid. We have maybe twenty minutes before K-9 units get here."

The helicopter circled back. On the road, a convoy of SUVs appeared, red and blue lights cutting through the rain. do michael and lincoln get caught

Michael tilted his head. Sirens. Distant, but growing closer. They'd been running for fourteen hours straight since the van swap outside Gila County. Two state trooper cruisers had passed their last hideout—a boarded-up motel where the clerk didn't ask questions—and now the net was tightening.

"No."

"No. That's how they win. That's how they've always won."

"Michael—"

"We're close," he murmured.