"Michael, what are you doing here?" Sara asked, walking further into the private room, grabbing an available robe and covering up her scantily clad body.
"I should be asking you the same thing… Amber, was it?" He said.
Sara sat on one of the couches in the room, "Thought you would've been half way around the world right now, travelling or something, since you are a free man and all?" Sara reasoned.
"I found the agent that tortured you." Michael said.
"That was a long, long time ago."
"He told me that you were coming back to me, until he got a hold of you." Michael sighed, "by then it was too late to find you. I had been caught, and put back in jail…"
"Yeah, about that… wasn't your sentence five years? You were back in for what… 6 months?"
"I had a good lawyer, brought my sentence way down."
"I'll say." Sara agreed, crossing her legs. Michael couldn't help but notice how great Sara's legs were. "Still doesn't answer why you're here."
"I haven't even seen Lincoln yet Sara. You're the first person I wanted to find. You know, you're free now Sara, you don't have to live like this."
"How safe do you feel Michael? Lincoln's still hidden. I leaked that tape Michael, and people know that. Plus, I'm good at what I do." She added.
"Let me get you out of here Sara. We can go away together, just like we always planned."
"God Michael! You must really have a thing for Strippers or something. A lot has happened in the past six months. I can't just leave."
"Then let me get what I paid for." Michael said. "I've actually never been with a stripper before." He said smugly.
"No, you just married one."
"Ouch… Can I request that my stripper not say anything?" He asked.
"I don't want your money Michael."
"How much is it going to take to get you out of here?"
"What are you talking about?"
"You don't want to be here Sara. My guess is that you're using again and you owe someone some money. You wont make more anywhere else."
"Michael… I-" Tears formed in her eyes. Her feelings for him rushing to the surface.
"How much to get you out of here?"
"I owe twenty-thousand dollars."
END CHAPTER TWO