Jason opened the door to the penthouse, intending to leave for the office, when he saw the man described in the papers standing in the hall.

"Excuse me," the white-haired man said.

"Jack?" Jason asked.

Jack nodded, looking nervous. Jason stared intently at him. Georgie had said the guy had reminded her of Spinelli and Jason could immediately understand why; same mannerisms, same facial expressions, same eyes.

"You know Spinelli."

Jack nodded again.

"But he doesn't know you?"

Jack shook his head.

"I need to give you something, but no one can know it came from me."

"Who are you?" Jason demanded.

"Please, I don't have the time to explain and couldn't even if I did. Just know that I mean no harm to Spinelli or anyone else."

"Are you his father?" Jason asked abruptly.

Jack stared, his eyebrows going up.

"No," he said, surprised. "Why would you think that?"

"You're a lot like him. OK, if you're not his father, are you related to him, a close relative?"

"Very close, but that's all I can say. Please, don't press me on this- Jason; there's no time and this is too important!"

Jason nodded reluctantly with a sigh. Something about the way the old man had paused before he'd said his name made Jason frown. It was as if Jack had been about to call him something else.

"OK, fine, I won't push, for now."

He made it clear with his voice and body language that if he had to, he would look for Jack again and get the answers he wanted. Jack wasn't worried; in fact, he felt a rush of affection for Spinelli's mentor. Jack would be long gone and there would be no trace of his existence within a day or two.

"You need to stop Logan Hayes before he does something disastrous. It's gonna cost him his own life, eventually, but it's also gonna hurt some of the people you and Spinelli care about."

Jason took the file Jack was holding out to him and glanced through it. It was evidence of Logan's criminal activities in Iraq, plus pages from what appeared to be Logan's private journal; some pages were from Iraq, some were from his time so far in Port Charles.

"Where did you get all this?"

"I'm a private investigator with a passion for computers."

Jack's voice intrigued Jason. He sounded a lot like Spinelli, only his voice was a bit lower in pitch and there was none of Spinelli's unique vocabulary. Georgie had been right; the eyes were the same, if you didn't notice the obvious look of emotional pain in Jack's. The inflections in the voice were the same in both men, as well as the educated, but not pompous or arrogant, accent.

Jack stared intently into Jason's cobalt blue eyes, wishing he could tell him something else, but knowing he couldn't. There was nothing he could do about the other thing he wanted to stop. He had probably done too much already. He couldn't risk further interference.

"Logan was trying to frame Johnny Zacchara as the Text Message Killer in order to get him away from Lulu. Some of the papers in that folder are pages from his journal, his confession, if you will, to Johnny's framing. You won't be able to check that out, really, except to do a handwriting comparison. I'm sure you and Spinelli won't have any trouble getting a sample to compare the two. If you search his apartment quickly you may have time to find the evidence and present it to her. Spinelli cares about her and Logan can and will hurt her, much worse than he has in the past."

"How do you know all this?" Jason demanded.

"I can't tell you; the longer I stay here the greater the risk of Spinelli seeing me and that can't happen."

"Why not?"

"Trust me; it's better that he never sees me."

"Better for who?"

"Both of us. " I know you're gonna want Spinelli to look into this file on Logan to make sure it's not a forgery; the last page in the folder is a list of the web sites and passwords he'll need. It won't be a challenge, but it'll be quicker than him trying to hack into those sites and risking Logan getting away with something else. When you have time to look at that folder more closely you'll know what I mean; you'll know what the something else is that this miscreant has been facilitating and will continue to facilitate if you don't stop him."

Jason frowned again. "You'll know what this miscreant has been facilitating." That sounded like something Spinelli would say, only Spinelli would have said it with a little more flare.

"Jack isn't your real name, is it?"

"I have to leave now; Spinelli could be home any minute. Good luck, and please, don't let Logan Hayes hurt Lulu!"

He ran off before Jason could respond.