John Doe Pt 3
Michael Scofield x Reader
Word Count: 1,404
Warnings: Language, Angst
Paul was looking at a map in a book, deciding the best course of action.
“We can use the fire roads that the park rangers use in Glacier National Park. They don’t patrol them at night. We get up into Canada, we head east, we cut down through New York,” Paul devised. Michael stared out the window, his arms crossed, and Terrence passed, giggling creepily.
“The borders won’t be a problem. No, nobody will look for us there,” he giggled again.