When yet another curveball puts Andy and Lex's relationship into serious jeopardy, the stakes become higher than they've ever been, forcing the couple to fight not only for their love but also for their lives.
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Thanks to Oli's useful insight, I was now able to conduct my research in a much safer manner. Because it was entirely possible that I was being monitored by the feds, I'd tried to keep my investigation over Nammota as inconspicuous as possible. Simple curiosity on my part was understandable, but frantic exploration bordering obsessiveness could pass as suspicious.
But now, thanks to a few lessons from my old friend, I was able to dig as deep and as long as I wanted, my online identity completely hidden through a series of digital smokes and mirrors. No one could link my exploration to me, my IP address, or even the country. I left no traces whatsoever, thus didn't risk incriminating Lex further than he already was.
The things I learned during my thorough investigation were positively colossal. Not even half the stuff Lex had done under his hacker alias were known to the grand public. This not only proved he wasn't doing it for publicity or attention, it also showed how talented he was. But because the news had never heard of it didn't mean the FBI or Homeland hadn't either. They surely knew even more than what I had uncovered, and would charge Lex for everything.
This newly acquired knowledge was proving to be more overwhelming than anticipated, and I was having a hard time handling it all. There was no way in hell they would let Lex go easily. I'd always known the fight to get him free would be arduous, but I was slowly realizing how much. Nammota had been on Homeland's most wanted list for a reason. Now that they thought they had him, they wouldn't let go.
The more I looked into everything, the more I wanted to stop. But I couldn't do the ostrich and bury my head in the sand, pretending none of this was happening. I didn't have this luxury. If I kept digging, maybe I'd find something that could help. Maybe I'd find the thing that would set Lex free.
Between keeping up with work and the time spent digging about Nammota, my sleeping schedule had turned into a massive joke. Six to four hours of rest every night weren't enough, and I was forced to fuel myself with coffee, despite my dislike of it. With enough sugar in it, though, it turned into an acceptable beverage.
The court finally decided on a date for Lex's jury trial, and as suspected, they had scheduled it as far as possible, to give the prosecution enough time to build their case. Because of that, Lex would spend two months in prison, waiting for his pending trial.
It took nearly a full week after I'd posted the visitor form back to Sheridan to get an answer. In a pre-formatted email, they'd told me I was approved and had been added to Alexander Coleman's visitors' list. A quick check with Kevin confirmed that he was on it too, and our relief was mutual. At least we'd get to visit him, to show him the love and support he so dearly needed.
Two weeks. I hadn't spoken to Lex in two weeks. According to my research, it was normal that a newly incarcerated inmate would have to wait for some sort of settling period before being able to make calls and such. Also, we hadn't been approved until now, so we weren't on his phone call list.
