“I don’t care, I want to see him,” Skye said, standing her ground. She was not going to let them send her away. The man she loved, the father of the child she was carrying, was being held for something he didn’t do and Skye would be damned if she was going to let him go through this without her.
“Look Skye, I understand you’re upset,” Mac said as patiently as he could. He was the police commissioner and he was tired of having his authority and decisions constantly questioned by the citizens he was sworn to protect. “But we have physical evidence that Lorenzo is guilty of killing Sonny Corinthos.”
“Evidence that was planted,” Skye said, her arms folded across her chest. “I am here to give a statement. I was with Lorenzo all day; there is no way he could have done this.”
Mac sighed. “There is nothing you can do Skye. We have the evidence that puts Lorenzo at the scene.”
Skye glared at the man. “Like I said, I am not going anywhere. I want to see Lorenzo. Now.” Skye was not going to take no for an answer. She was here to see Lorenzo and she wasn’t leaving until she did.
“Fine,” said Mac, not wanting to deal with her anymore. “Just for a few minutes.” He led her to the interrogation room and opened the door.
Lorenzo looked up when the door opened and stood when Skye walked in. “Skye, what are you doing here?” he asked. He was glad to see her, but on the other hand, he didn’t want her involved in this. She didn’t need the added stress of seeing him here.
Rushing over to him, Skye threw her arms around his neck. “I was so scared Lorenzo. I wanted to see that you were okay.”
Using his free arm, Lorenzo hugged her back. “I’m fine Skye. You shouldn’t be here. You should be resting.”
Skye pulled back and looked him over, making sure he wasn’t hurt. “I can’t rest knowing you’re in here,” she said. She sat in the chair across from him and looked over her shoulder to make sure they were alone. “Stan and Sam found cameras and mikes all over both houses. According to Stan, they are state of the art. Who knows how long he’s been watching us.”
Hearing and seeing not only fear but disgust as she told him what had been found, Lorenzo hated how this part of his life had to touch her, and now their child, like this. “It’s how he was able to get on and off the property,” he said. “Manny may be psychotic, but he’s good at what he does. He’ll sit and watch and plan his next move.”
“Well, Stan shut it all down,” Skye said, shivering as she remembered the ones that had been found in her’s and Lorenzo’s bedroom. She didn’t even want to think about what that monster might have seen.
Lorenzo leaned forward and took Skye’s hands in his. “Skye, listen to me,” he said, waiting for her to look at him. “I know Manny is behind Sonny’s death and set me up to take the fall. I want you to be careful. Do you understand me?”
“I’m going to be fine Lorenzo. It’s you I’m worried about. What if he decides to finish you off and gets to you while you’re in here. You know how inept the PCPD is.”
“I don’t plan on being in here long enough for him to try,” Lorenzo said finding he was pleased about how realistic she was over this – being realistic would keep her alert and alive. “But while I am in here, I don’t want you going anywhere alone. Even on the property. Manny was able to get in and out before without being detected. I am not taking any chances with you or our child.”
Skye swallowed. She needed to be strong. She was committed to Lorenzo. There was no going back – even if she wanted to – and she didn’t want to. Learning and listening was going to ensure not only her survival, but that of her child, Lorenzo, and everyone she cared about. “I am not going to take any chances either Lorenzo. But I am not going to let you take the fall for something you did not do or take part in.”
“I’m not,” Lorenzo said, loving how protective she was being with him. It had been a long time since he felt that from a woman other than his mother. “Diane is a good lawyer; she’ll get me out of this.”
“Okay,” she said. “I am going to make sure she knows you have an airtight alibi before I leave.”
Lorenzo smiled. “I love you, you know that?”
“I love you too,” Skye said with a smile of her own. “Just be careful.”
The monitor sailed across the room and hitt the wall crashing to the floor. Another monitor soon followed. Manny barely glanced at the mess of glass, metal and wires. His links to the Alcazar/Morgan homes was now gone. But he wasn’t going to let that stop him – he would continue with his plan. Alcazar was temporarily out of commission while sitting in the PCPD. Now he had to get Morgan out of the way. And he knew of at least two very important people he could use to get to the man.
Taking a couple of deep breaths to calm his anger, Manny knew that calmness was what was needed to accomplish his goal: destroy Lorenzo Alcazar and Jason Morgan and take all they have – become even more powerful than they ever had been.
Walking out of the room, Manny found what he needed to move onto the next phase of his plan. It was time he had a little fun.
“Carly are you okay?” Esmerelda asked as she approached the woman. After learning what happened to Sonny Corinthos, Esmerelda knew she had to find Carly and check on her.
Carly looked up, not having even heard the woman walk up to her. “Not really,” she admitted, pushing her hair off of her face.
Esmerelda nodded in understanding and sat on the low stone bench next to her. “Do you want to talk about it?” she asked gently.
“After what Sonny did . . . helping that viper to ambush us . . . Jessica’s death . . . I knew I couldn’t stay with him. I couldn’t allow him to be around my children anymore – he was poison. And I didn’t want that to influence Michael and Morgan. And I didn’t even think about him while he was gone . . . I didn’t want to know anything about him and I didn’t want to talk about him . . . but . . ."
“But now that he’s really gone . . . you’re feeling guilty?” Esmerelda asked.
Carly nodded. “Sonny has always been a big part of my life. No matter what problems we had, we were always connected, and it wasn’t just because of the kids. I was angry at him . . . Jessica was my best friend – and I don’t make friends with women very easily . . . and now he’s gone . . . how am I supposed to tell Michael and Morgan that their father is dead?”
Esmerelda took Carly’s hands in hers. “You just be honest with them Carly. My husband and I were never in love. Our marriage was arranged by our families and I was forced to give up my plans and dreams in order to marry and have children. He died when Lorenzo was a teenager and it was still hard to tell them.”
“How did you do it?” Carly asked.
“I was honest. Lorenzo, Luis and Samantha knew how we felt about each other – but out of respect that he was their father, I kept what I felt for him out of it and supported my children.”
“How did they react?” That was what Carly feared the most. How Michael and Morgan would react. Would they start acting out? Would they hate her for keeping them from their father? Would they blame her for his death?
“Luis took it the hardest. He was the closest to his father. Lorenzo was quieter about it – to this day he still hasn’t talked about it. And Samantha, by that time she was her own person and had developed her own feelings about her father. She was no longer Daddy’s Little Girl.”
Carly nodded. “Thank you Esmerelda,” she said. “Talking this out has really helped. I’m going to go and find the boys. The sooner I tell them, the better.”
Esmerelda nodded. “If you need to talk again, let me know.”
Carly nodded again and then headed to the carriage house. Michael and Morgan would be home from school soon.
Jason finished talking to Max and Milo about increasing security on the property and not letting anyone go anywhere alone – especially the kids. Manny was unpredictable at best and once he discovered they had shut down his video and audio feed, Jason was willing to bet that he would want to do something about it.
“Hey,” said Sam after he dismissed the two men. “We’re going to get him Jason.”
Jason sighed and looked at her. “I don’t know Sam. Look at what he was able to do right under our noses.”
“I know, but now we know to be more vigilant,” Sam pointed out. “He’s not going to be able to get over on us again.”
Jason wasn’t so sure if Sam was right. Manny was like someone Jason had never dealt with before. He was bold, determined, and completely psychotic. There was no way to know what was going to happen next – and if he couldn’t predict Manny’s next move, how was he going to protect his family?
Lorenzo rubbed his face. He was still sitting in the interrogation room and wondered if he was going to end up spending the night there.
Lorenzo looked up. “Diego,” he said. “Has something happened?” he asked, thinking immediately of Skye and the baby.
Seeing the worry on his father’s face, Diego quickly reassured him that everyone was okay. “I wanted to make sure you were okay.”
Lorenzo relaxed physically, knowing that Skye and their child were okay. Now he could focus on his son. “I’m fine Diego. I’ve just been sitting here for the last few hours while Diane works on getting this sorted out.”
“What can I do?” Diego asked. He knew his father would try to keep him from getting involved, but he wasn’t going to let him do that. His father needed him and Diego was going to be there whether he wanted him there or not.
Lorenzo looked up at his son. He knew he should send him home – keep him out of this. But as he looked at the young man in front of him, Lorenzo could see so much of himself in Diego. And he realized in that moment that he needed his son.
“There is something you could do for me,” Lorenzo said with a nod. His son was not a child. In the last two years, he had proved himself over and over. Lorenzo knew he could depend on his son to be there when he couldn’t.
Diego was surprised that his father was acknowledging that he needed him. “Anything,” he said eagerly.
Lorenzo sat up straighter in the hard metal chair. “First, I need you to stick close to Skye – I am putting you on personal guard duty with her. If anything happens, you do not hesitate Diego. You take her and Elaina to one of the safe houses. I don’t care which one – you just grab them and go. Do you understand?”
Diego nodded. He knew that what his father was asking was bigger than going after Manny. He was entrusting Diego with the safety of the woman he loved, his unborn child, and grandchild. “Pop, Skye and that baby are part of my family. You know I would do anything for them. And Elaina.”
Lorenzo nodded. He knew this and he knew his son would not let him down. “I don’t care how much Skye fights you on it – you tell her they are direct orders from me.”
Diego nodded again. Having to fight Skye was not something he looked forward to, but he knew she would follow through in order to keep the child she so desperately wanted safe.
“I also need you to help Jason in anyway he needs,” Lorenzo said. “He’s going to need backup when it comes to Manny. Make sure you’re family is safe first, Diego, and then backup Jason.”
Diego took in all his father said. “You can count on me Pop,” he said.
“I know I can,” Lorenzo said with pride. “As soon as I can get out of here, I’m coming back to the house, but don’t wait for me.”
Diego understood what his father was saying and nodded.
“Lulu, what are you doing here?” Lucky asked when he saw his sister standing by his desk.
Lulu turned. “How could you arrest Lorenzo Alcazar?” she asked accusingly. “You know he didn’t kill Sonny Corinthos.”
Lucky sighed. “Lulu, you shouldn’t be involved in this,” he said, although he didn’t deny what she said. He also believed that Alcazar didn’t have anything to do with the murder, but as a cop he couldn’t look past the physical evidence that was found at the scene – the he himself had found.
“Diego happens to be my friend and I am going to be there for him,” Lulu countered. “And right now, he needs support while his father is sitting in that room, wasting time! You should be out there looking for the real killer!”
“And who would that be, Lulu?” Lucky asked, crossing his arms over his chest. He cared about his little sister – but she was definitely Luke’s daughter. No one could tell her anything. She was her own woman and made her own decisions – no matter what you said or suggested.
“Manny Ruiz,” Lulu said matter of factly. “He’s behind all of this!”
Lucky sighed again – something he did a lot with his sister. “Lulu, I don’t want to see you hurt,” he said. But didn’t get any further as the interrogation door opened and Diego came out.
Diego nodded to Lucky. He had nothing against the cop; he knew he was only doing his job. “He’s right Lulu,” he said.
“Oh no you don’t,” Lulu warned. “You are not going to make me go away Diego. I told you that wasn’t going to happen.”
Diego hid his smile with a shrug. “Fine,” he said. “Then let’s go. I have some stuff I need to do.”
Lulu nodded and followed him out.
After his son left, Lorenzo sat back in the chair. He felt a little better knowing that Diego was going to take care of Skye and his family. It made having to go through this a little easier. Now all he needed was to get out of here so he could protect his family himself.
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