Lucky sighed and rubbed the back of his head. “Can you tell if anything was taken?” he asked Rodriguez.
“I don’t think this was a robbery,” Rodriguez commented as he pulled a pair of latex gloves on. He squatted near the body, being careful to not move him. A glint of silver caught his eye. “Hey, give me an evidence bag.”
Lucky pulled one out and handed it to him. “What do you have?”
Being careful to touch just the ends, Rodriguez picked up the thick silver bracelet.
“Could that belong to Corinthos?” Lucky asked as he crouched next to Rodriguez.
Turning the bracelet over in his hand, Rodriguez sighed and shook his head. He showed Lucky the inscription on the back. “Lorenzo, the light in my life, Skye.”
“Great,” Lucky said.
“Tell me about it,” Rodriguez said.
“Skye, you’re going to have to ear more than that,” Lorenzo said as he eyes Skye’s sparse plate.
Skye looked down at the two pieces of dry toast and the cup of tea. “You know this is all I can keep down right now,” she said, trying not to think about the food sitting in front of Lorenzo.
“At least have some fruit with that,” Lorenzo said motioning for the waiter.
As she was about to protest, Skye noticed Detectives Spencer and Rodriguez step off the elevator and head toward their table. Her eyes went to Lorenzo and saw that he had seen them as well.
Lorenzo remained seated but sat up straighter. Something wasn’t right.
“Lorenzo Alcazar,” Rodriguez said. “You’re under arrest for-"
“Wait a minute!” Skye exclaimed, standing up. “You can’t be serious!”
“Skye, please,” said Lorenzo, not wanting her to get worked up. He cursed the two detectives for not having more sense.
Lucky turned to Skye. “I’m sorry Skye, but this needs to be done. It’ll be easier for all involved in you remain calm.”
Lorenzo connected his eyes with Skye’s. “Call Jason, let him know what’s going on. He’ll know what needs to be done.”
Skye nodded, not arguing further.
Rodriguez guided Lorenzo to his feet, handcuffs in hand. After patting him down, Rodriguez removed Lorenzo’s gun and cuffed him. “Lorenzo Alcazar, you’re under arrest for the murder of Michael “Sonny” Corinthos Jr.” Rodriguez continued with reading his Miranda Right as he led Lorenzo to the elevators.
Sam looked up from her laptop when Jason slammed down the phone. “What’s wrong?” she asked, seeing the look on his face.
“That was Skye. Sonny is dead and Lorenzo has been arrested,” Jason said, running his hands through his hair.
Sam knew that keeping Skye calm was important, but it wasn’t going to be easy at all. Sam herself wanted to go to the PCPD to support her brother.
As she put her computer on the table, Sam thought of something. “Jason, what about Carly?”
“I’ll talk to her before I go,” he said. He knew Carly needed to know and it would be better coming from him.
Skye was pacing back and forth of the Metro-Court lobby. Jason had told her to stay put until someone came to pick her up. She hated waiting and not knowing what was happening to Lorenzo.
“Skye!” Sam called as she ran into the lobby.
“Sam, have you seen Lorenzo? Is he okay?” Skye asked anxiously.
“Jason and Diane are on their way over there now,” Sam said. “He wants me to take you home.”
“Home? I am not going home Sam. Lorenzo needs me,” Skye said.
“Skye, Lorenzo wouldn’t want you there, you know that. Please, let’s go home so he can be assured you and the baby are okay.”
Skye wrung her hands. “I don’t want him there alone Sam. He didn’t do this. He didn’t kill Sonny. He was with me all day.”
“I know Skye,” said Sam gently. “And Jason will make sure that’s known, but being there is going to be too stressful for you and my new little niece or nephew. If they need us, Jason will call.”
Skye took in a breath and let it out. Sam was right. Lorenzo wouldn’t want her putting their child in unnecessary jeopardy. “Okay,” she said. “I’ll go home. But then I want you to go over to the PCPD and make sure he’s okay. Please.”
It was great. He didn’t think anything was more perfect. He had watched as Lorenzo Alcazar was arrested for what he did. He watched as Alcazar tried to keep his pregnant girlfriend calm, never once resisting the arrest. He watched as the beautiful redhead pulled out her cell phone, most likely calling Morgan. It couldn’t have worked out better if he had made the arrest himself.
Jason sighed as he approached the gate house where Carly and the boys were staying. He had arranged for Max to take the boys out, keep them occupied and not let them hear what was going on. He needed the time to talk to Carly alone.
Not knocking, Jason opened the door and stepped into the living room. He saw Carly sitting on the couch, a magazine in her lap.
“Jason?” Carly said when she saw him. She could see in his eyes that something was going on.
“Carly . . . Sonny is dead,” Jason said, getting right to the point.
Carly stood slowly. “He’s dead?” she asked. Sure, that had always been a possibility, and at one time, news like this would have devastated her. But not today. Not anymore. “What happened?” she asked, showing no emotion over the news.
“He was shot and left for dead in the old penthouse,” Jason said matter of factly.
“I know I should probably feel something, and maybe I do. But it’s not for him. It’s for my boys. The Sonny I once knew and loved died a long time ago. When he overstepped the line and took an innocent life for his own greed. So all I can say is good riddance and congratulations to the person who did it.”
Jason was not surprised by her reaction – in fact, he almost expected it. Carly was strong and determined and when she washed her hands of Sonny Corinthos that last time, she had meant it and did not hold a torch for him. She had moved on with her life the past two years and he was proud of her for it.
“Do you know who did it?” Carly asked, waiting for Jason to say something.
“No. But Lorenzo was arrested today for it,” he said.
Carly’s eyes widened. “Are you serious?” she asked. “Lorenzo was with Skye all day. I know for a fact that they had an appointment with Dr. Lee today and went to dinner at the Metro-Court.”
“I know,” said Jason. “That’s where they arrested him. I don’t know what they have on him in connection to this. I’m heading over there to meet Diane Miller.”
Carly nodded. “Oh my God, Skye. She was there. Is she okay?” Carly knew how risky Skye’s pregnancy was and knew how the woman needed to avoid stress at all costs.
“I sent Sam over there to get her,” Jason said. “They should be back here soon. Do me a favor Carly. Help Sam keep her calm and keep her here at the house. I don’t want her coming down to the PCPD unless it’s absolutely necessary.”
“Of course,” Carly said. “I’ll do what I can. Just make sure they know Lorenzo didn’t do this and get him home.”
“I will,” Jason said before leaving the gatehouse and heading to his truck. He was sure that Diane Miller was at the PCPD already.
Lorenzo looked up when the door to the interrogation room opened and his lawyer, Diane Miller, walked in.
“Has anyone been in to question you?” she asked her client, who was sitting in a metal silver chair at the table. She noticed that his right wrist was handcuffed to the table.
“Not yet,” Lorenzo said. He didn’t care about himself – he knew he didn’t kill Sonny – all he cared about was Skye and what this was doing to her.
“Good, they know better not to question you without me present,” Diane said with a raised eyebrow as she sat down. “Did they at least tell you why you were arrested?”
“Sonny Corinthos was killed today . . . and they think I did it,” Lorenzo said, distracted.
Diane noticed this. She put her briefcase on the table. “Is there something else going on here I need to know about?” she asked.
Lorenzo let out a breath and looked at her. “They arrested me while I was having lunch with Skye at the Metro-Court. She’s pregnant and the pregnancy is high risk – it’s not safe for her to get upset. I did what I could to keep her calm, but when I was taken away, she was still there.”
Diane nodded. “Alright. I’m going to talk to Commissioner Scorpio and I will also call Skye and check on her for you.”
“Thank you,” Lorenzo said.
Diane got up and stepped out of the interrogation room. “Commissioner Scorpio, on what grounds are you holding my client?”
Mac turned to the woman. “Mr. Alcazar is being charged with the murder of Sonny Corinthos.”
“Yes, I understand that,” Diane said, crossing her arms over her chest. “Did someone see him in the vicinity of the crime scene? Was he seen leaving the building?”
“No. But a silver bracelet with his name on it was found next to the body,” Mac said.
“Can I see this alleged evidence?” Diane asked. She may not have been working for Lorenzo Alcazar long, but she knew he was not sloppy. If he did indeed kill Sonny Corinthos – of which she felt he had reason to after the death of his daughter – he would not have left anything behind of his being there.
Mac handed her the evidence bag. “The inscription clearly has your client’s name on it as well as the fact that it was given to him by Skye.”
“I can see that Commissioner,” Diane said as she inspected the bracelet. Besides the inscription, she knew it belonged to Lorenzo because she had seen him wear it before.
“This bracelet places Mr. Alcazar at the scene,” Mac stated.
Diane looked at him with a raised eyebrow. “Clearly,” she said. “I need some time – uninterrupted – to speak to my client.”
Diane turned and went back into the room. “They have physical proof you were at the crime scene,” she said as she resumed her seat after the door was securely closed behind her.
“What evidence?” Lorenzo asked.
“You’re silver bracelet.”
Lorenzo looked at her. Then remembered that he had been looking for that very bracelet just a couple of hours ago. He said this to Diane.
“So it could have been stolen and planted on the body?” Diane said.
“It also means that someone was in my home, undetected, in order to get the bracelet,” Lorenzo said. “I need you to talk to Jason. Tell him about the bracelet and what I told you. The house and every inch of the property need to be swept.”
Diane nodded. “I’ll see what I can do about the charges,” she said. “But be prepared to wait it out in lock up.”
“Carly, is something wrong?” Esmerelda asked the other woman. She could tell something was off about her the minute she walked in the house.
“Is Skye back yet?” Carly asked.
“No. She and Lorenzo went out to ear,” Esmerelda said.
“Wait. You don’t know?” Carly said, shocked.
“Sonny was killed today and Lorenzo was arrested for it. They came to get him while he was with Skye at the Metro-Court. Jason sent Sam over there to get her and bring her back here.”
“Oh my . . ." Esmerelda said, sitting down. “But . . . Lorenzo wouldn’t have done this.”
“I know. I don’t understand what’s going on yet. Jason and their lawyer are with Lorenzo now, seeing what they can do.”
Just then, Sam and Skye walked into the house. Esmerelda rushed over to them.
“I just heard. Are you okay?” she asked Skye as she made Skye sit on the couch.
“No, I’m not!” Skye said in frustration. “Lorenzo didn’t do this. I know he didn’t. He was with me all day – we had an appointment at GH, then we were here together and then at the Metro-Court. There is no way that he killed Sonny.”
Sam nodded in agreement. “But you can see why they went after him Skye. The minute Sonny showed up as dead, they automatically turned to Lorenzo because Sonny took part in Jessica’s death.”
“Then why wasn’t Jason also arrested?” Skye asked. “He had as much desire to see Sonny did as Lorenzo.”
Sam knew she was right. “I don’t know. They must think they have something on him that they can hold him with.”
Just as Skye was about to say something about that, the phone rang. Carly got to it first.
“Jason? Are you with Lorenzo? What’s going on?” Carly asked in a rush of questions. Then she listened for a moment. “Okay, hold on,” she said. Hitting the speaker button on the phone, she said. “Go ahead.”
Jason’s voice came over the line. “Listen, the police have a bracelet that belongs to Lorenzo. They say it was found with Sonny’s body.”
Skye gasped. “His silver bracelet,” she said. “He was looking for it before we went out. He had forgotten to put it on this morning and then he couldn’t find it.”
“That’s the one,” Jason said. “I don’t know how it ended up at Sonny’s. But that’s what they’re holding him on. I don’t think we can get him released any time soon. Sam.”
“I’m here,” Sam said, moving closer to the phone.
Jason took a breath. He needed to somehow tell Sam to get in touch with Stan to do an in depth sweep of the houses and property, but he couldn’t give away what they knew.
“Jason?” Sam said, wondering if the call had been dropped.
“Check on Elaina for me,” he said. “I don’t want her to worry.”
“Of course,” Sam said, not sure what was going on.
The call ended and Sam headed outside to go to check on Elaina. As soon as she was outside, her cell rang. She stopped walking and pulled it out of her pocket.
“Sam, it’s me,” said Jason. “I need you to listen. The houses have been bugged. It could me mics or cameras or both. Get Stan to sweep the property digitally if he can. I want the connection dismantled. And try not to give anything away that you know.”
“Who would do this?” Sam asked.
“Manny. And I think he’s the one who killed Sonny and framed Lorenzo. He got into the house and stole the bracelet.”
“I’m on it,” Sam said. She headed to her car.
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