Chapter Two-Making Them Pay

Apr. 5th, 2009 at 1:06 PM

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Chapter Two

Spinelli looked at his email contact list and pondered how someone could perpetrate an "elimination" without ever picking up a gun or a knife. The Jackal's trusty laptop was his weapon of choice and no one respected that. Through the chemical relaxation the weed had provided, he contemplated his choices. He recalled being in the McCall/Jackal PI office earlier that evening after he had seen Maxie with Johnny. He was sitting at his desk formulating the email he would cut and paste into some unsuspecting person's email tonight when Samantha McCall had entered the office.

"Hey, Spinelli, you're working late. Why don't you take the night off and maybe take Maxie to that movie you promised her. We have a head's start on the Ethan Lovett case."

Spinelli looked over his shoulder toward his partner. She had been so different with him since they had gone into business together. He knew that Stone Cold had offered the Goddess money for his stake in the PI business. Spinelli had every intention of paying Stone Cold back the money as once again, everyone in his life was looking out for him as if he were a lost puppy.

"The Jackal won't be taking the Bad Blonde One to any movies tonight or any other night. She has chosen the Mob Prince as her gigolo in real life as well as in her work life. We are finished."

"But Spinelli…I know Maxie cares about you."

"There is nothing to discuss, Sam. It is hollow even for a friendship and the Jackal has been fooled once too often. Perhaps, as most seem to do, even you do not realize that I am perfectly capable of managing my own life."

"No, Spinelli, I have seen how resourceful you have been just in the few weeks we've worked together, but should you be throwing away what you and Maxie have built for over a year? Do you want me to talk to her?"

"That is kind of you, Sam, but the Jackal will let his actions speak for themselves. I am not the one throwing away any chance of a relationship with the Bad Blonde One. She is doing that herself with her continued lies and machinations. Nothing of substance can be built on a lie. For the first time, the Jackal sees clearly."

With that retort, Damian Spinelli gathered his laptop and started to walk out of the office.

"Are you going to be alright, Spinelli?"

"Isn't the Jackal always "alright", Fair Samantha? This most recent revelation has provided the Jackal with a moment of true clarity. There is much to be accomplished; perceptions must change. The Jackal will come through this with his dignity and manhood intact. What happens to the others is on them."

Samantha McCall watched Spinelli walk out of the office then and she was struck by how changed his persona was. In the place of the sweet, lighthearted geek that everyone felt compelled to protect was a man. A man who had obviously been deeply hurt by the woman he was in love with. This was more than disappointment.

Back in his room at Casa de Stone Cold, Spinelli looked at the email he was about to send.

"Attached to this message is written proof that Claudia Zacchara paid Ian Devlin to eliminate Sonny Corinthos one year ago to this day. The result of the hit was the senseless shooting of Michael Corinthos, Jr. "

He opened the newly purchased laptop, logged onto the internet, and opened a new yahoo account. He then typed in Mr. Sir's email address, cut and pasted the document and the attachment and pushed "Send".

He then pulled Winifred Leeds laptop from his messenger bag. She had been at the PI office until early afternoon and when Spinelli had gone back to the office, he had seen her laptop on her desk. This was too good of an opportunity to pass up.

Spinelli thought back to how the Constant Commissioner had warned him off of being with Maxie because his life was too dangerous. He remembered how small his comments had made him feel. He also recalled having Mr Sir knock his head off a pillar and call him "Freaky Boy". There was no question that Claudia Zacchara, her brother, or both would end up murdered by Mr Sir. Spinelli speculated that this insult would be too close to home for Sonny to assign the hit to anyone else. His hubris would force him to fire the shot that would kill the person who had essentially "killed" his son.

Spinelli fired up Winifred's laptop. It had been child's play getting her to provide him with her log on password for her computer and email account. She would also serve a purpose.

He entered Winifred's email account and typed in Commissioner Mac Scorpio's email address.

"Dear Commissioner Scorpio.

Through a recent investigation it has come to light that Claudia Zacchara paid Ian Devlin $25,000 to eliminate Sonny Corinthos. I also today overheard her brother John Zacchara confessing to your daughter, Maxie Jones that he was also involved in the hit that was perpetrated one year ago tonight. Attached is the written evidence of Ms Zacchara's involvement. As the confession I overheard was hearsay, I suggest that you discuss Mr Zacchara's involvement with your daughter.

Sincerely.

Winifred Leeds"

Damian Spinelli leaned back on his bed pillow, lit the remants of the roach and inhaled deeply.

The dye had been cast. Mr Sir would know that Vixenella had been involved in the hit. He would want to kill her. The Mob Prince would fall on his sword to save his sister and possibly be caught in the crossfire.

The police would have evidence against both Vixenella and an airtight motive against Mr Sir if either she or Johnny ended up dead. The Commissioner would know that his sweet daughter Maxie was an accessory after the fact by keeping Johnny's secret. Spinelli knew she would lie and deny, but the doubt and distrust would already be placed in Mac's mind.

If Johnny ended up dead, perhaps the Bad Blonde One would give another eulogy as she did at Fair Georgie's wake. Spinelli would put on his best suit and show up to hear that.

Yes, all the bastards had underestimated the Jackal. He was the puppetmaster now, pulling the strings. All he had to do was sit back and watch. Karma is a bitch!