So here we are chapter 14. I can't believe it is this long. I hope y'all are enjoying it. Thank you for the reviews. Keep them coming. Jason is a OOC in this chapter. I'm sorry but it couldn't be helped.
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So this picks up right where 13 left off.

Meanwhile across town at the warehouse; I arrived a little over fifteen minutes after Sonny called, only to find the warehouse going up in smoke. And I literally mean going up in smoke. The warehouse looked like the first bomb that droppedat Pearl Harbor.

"What the hell happened!" I asked as I approached Sonny, Jason, Lue (a guard), Johnny, David (another gaurd), and Mac at the far end of the parking lot.

"You tell me." Mac said as if he expected us to know.

"Mac, you really think we'd set fire to our own warehosue?" Jason said annoyed and pissed that Mac had the guts to even think it, let a lone say it.

"Well, gee I don't know. From what I've heard your business has bit a bit of a snag in profits. So maybe you burned the place for insurance money."

"And where didyou hear that?" I asked as I placed a hand on my hip and held my helmet in the other, pissed off beyond belief.

"Faith." He answered without thinking it through.

Faith was the one and only Faith Roscoe, an enemies wife that had long since held it against Sonny and I for her husbands fatal car accident. She couldn't ever prove that we had anything to do with it but she tried every tactic to get us thrown in jail for his murder.

"You actually believe Faith. Now that is funny." I said as I started to laugh. See the part that made it funny was that Faith was also in the business and had even been a suspect in her husband's death, later found not guilty by a jury but still it's the same as saying that I am not Sonny's sister. It's all blood, no matter who's hands its on.

"Yes. Actually I do. Just because my daughter lives with you doesn't mean I have to believe you all the time." Mac said and knew it would get under my skin just enough to set me off. But what he didn'texpect was for me to actually not say anything back which I never did.

"She is your step-daughter. And I reallycould care less if youbelieve me. But listen to what you are saying Mac. I mean come on it's Faith. Nobody can believe a word that comes out ofher venomous lips. You could be shacking up with her for all I care but I still wouldn't believe her." I knew exactly what to say to piss him off and I enjoyed the happinessit brought to me to watch him squirm.

"Now I could arrest you for saying something like that to a police officer. But for the only reason that I can come up with I'm not going to. It would break Georgie's heart. And no I'm not as you say 'shacking' up with Faith. But I do believe her more then I believe you. And that goes for all of you. If I even find our that you had anything to do with this then I will arrest you, all of you." Mac was always making empty threats of the sorts. We never took him serious because then we would look bad. We just ignored the look he gave us as he walked back to his car and got on the horn to talk to dispatch, about anything that would take his mind off of us.

"So Sonny. What do we do now?" Lue asked. He was new and so we kind of had to spell everything out for him.

"Well, Lue first don't ever say anything to that man. Unlike some other people around here, we pretend that he doesn't have any infulence over us." Sonny said as he looked at me.

"What? I like sticking it to him that his daughter lives with me. What can I say? Besides, I love my job." I smiled sweetly at Sonny, and everybody else. They all knew that part of my life was pissing off the district attorney.

"That man, would like nothing else except to put this organization out of business, but we won't let that happen. So unless you want to end up behind metal bars, then you can run your mouth all you want." Jason was having his way with Lue and thoroughly enjoying it.

"Lue don't listen to him, he's just got a pool stick up his ass." I said as I smiled sweetly at Jason. "What we do for now is nothing. I'm going to make a phone call then I will be back to answer your question about where we go from here." I said as I dug my phone out of one of my pockets and punched in a few numbers.

"Prseton Fletcher's. I'm sorry nobody is home at the moment but if you leave you name and number, somebody will get back to you as soon as possible." I received this message when I called my good and PI detective.

"HEY PRESTON ANSWER THE DAMN PHONE! IT'S RACHEL. WE HAVE A PROBLEM!" I yelled into the phone. I usually did when she didn't pick up and let the answering machine receive the call. (Which she did all the time.)

I had known Preston from grade school. She and I went way back and even after she went to the good side of the law, she never declined to a friend in need. Sonny and Jason knew we could trust with anything, in the business department, she was the one personthat actually didn't hold it against usin the court of laws. She was my next door neighbor when I wasgrowing up in Maine, she now lived in New York City, working for NYPD. The one thing about Preston was that she was kind of a man user, she'd sleep with you one minutes and not know you the next. But we loved her for it and in the end it was probably a good thing that she was that way, it gave us (Sonny and I) the leverage we needed to keep her on the payroll. I'm kidding. We would never blackmail the people we loved, even if it did help protect us from the FEDS. She was the one individual that worked for the good guys but always wanted to be on the bad side of things.

"What is she up to?" Sonny asked as I rejoined the group who was in deep a conversation as to what could have possibly caused teh fire.

"Well, I wish I knew but she won't answer her phone. And I'm not going to be the one to interrupt anything that could be going on at her apartment." I said as I put the phone back in my pocket and sat down on the edge of the sidewalk. "Sonny?" I half asked, half said. "Whatdo we gofrom here?" I asked thesecond part with more concern for the money we were losing in profits; due to thefire.

"Well, I'll tell you what we're not going to do. We are not going to push Mac's buttons because for once in a life time he is right, what you said could easily have gotten you thrown into the metal box they call a jail cell. So for right now we wait until Preston calls back and wait for her results." Sonnysaid as he kneeled down next to me. Althought everybodythat was standing withing hearingdistance knew that neither Sonny, nor I would sleepuntil we found who had torched teh warehouse.

Five minutes later my phone interrupted a conversation I was having with Jason.

Ring...Ring...Ring...

"What!" I sort of yelled into the phone knowing I probably shouldn't but I wasn't really in the mood.

"Well, good morning to you too, sunshine." Preston Fletcher's voice filled my ear.

"Damn. What the hell took you so long? You need to get down to the warehouse NOW!" I said as I smiled knowing she was probably half way to Port Charles as we spoke. (In other words she was maybe ten minutes away.)

"I'm on my way. Don't move." It was more of a demand then anything, but when it came from her, you usually had to listen or she might kiss your ass beyond recollection.

"K." I hung up my phone then looked at the boys. "She's on her way." I said as I stoop up re-pocketed the phone and walked over to my bike.

"Damn yourself. I mean look at your ride." Lue was the type of guy that if he hadn't seen it before it became this big deal. For instance, the fact that I rode a motorcycle and hadn't killed myself yet, made him underestimate the control of women of all ages.

"Lue just because you've never seen a girl ride doesn't mean it doesn't happen. Believe me I've been riding almost three years, and I've only almost killed myself once. And let me tell you that wasn't my fault." I said as I stepped in front of him and waved a pointed finger at him. "But I will tell you this, it is probably the most fun I will ever indulge myself in. However, working in this line of business you thank god every day that you are still alive and with that comes the fun of living life by the seat of your pants everyday." I said as I laughed at the surprised look on his face that told me he really was only joking when he mentioned the bike. "Sorry." I said as I looked at Lue and nearly lost my shit, I couldn't help laughing.

Lue was this man that was six and half feet tall, two hundred ten pounds, ex-pro boxer, and he was never the type to think things through before he said anything. He was a sweetheart and even as I looked at him now I always wondered what the hell my brother saw in him, to hire the guy but I never second guessed him...Okay I did but right now I couldn't help but second guess.

"RACHEL! Leave the poor man alone." Preston's voice spilled over teh sound of the fire trucks and the private conversations being held. "Damn look at this place. I thought that nothing could get worse then when the pier went but I guess I was wrong." She was talk about an explosion that had happened about a year and a half ago that took out all of Pier Seventy Two. (We had since had it rebuilt. This was our pier and damnit, that was the way it was going to stay.) Preston walked over to where Sonny and I stood. She was about five feet even, I mean she was small, but never ever tell her that, at least not to her face. You'd probably end up with a set of broken teeth. Preston was dressed in her professional/regular clothes. That usually was a pair of jeans, a button up blouse, and a pair of knee high black boots. Today thought, the attire was covered up by a long, black coat.

"Hey hun. Mac is already jumping down our throats and now he is listening to Faith. Do something." I said as I hugged her and passed her along the line to give each guy a hug and a kiss. Now, had it been any other women then Preston, the guys wives would have probably dump 'em a long time ago. But this was Preston we were talking about.

"Oh, well leave Mac to me, and come back in about two hours. By then I should have a good idea what happened." She said as she walked towards Mac and the other officers, head held high, confidence spewing from her ears.

"Alright. Gentlemen, it's been nice but I've got to get back to the penthouse and do some damage control." I said as I kissed Sonny on the cheek, turned around waved over my shoulder, pulled my helmet on, mounted my bike, started it, revved the engine for a minute and then I was gone.Little did I know that when I was on my way home something was going very wrong at the penthouse.

AHHHHHH! Cliffhanger.