Chapter 20 - Dilemmas
Sarah exited the bathroom just as Liz entered the room.
"Hey sis." She plopped onto the bed.
"If you're up here, then who's cooking?"
"Milo."
Sarah turned and gave her a look. "Really?"
Liz laughed. "Yes. It's one of his many talents."
"Nice. So, what is the scoop on Jason? I thought you were with Sonny."
Liz quickly ran through the major highlights of the story leaving Sarah very surprised.
They were interrupted by Milo yelling "Breakfast"
Liz jumped up and ran for the door. "I'm starving. Hurry up, Sarah." she said before to the kitchen.
"Some things never change," Sarah said before following.
"Milo, that smells awesome."
He blushed. "Thanks, please have a seat."
Jason strode towards the table. "Were you going to eat without me?"
Milo laughed. "We don't call her the Inhaler for nothing."
Sarah laughed as Liz glared at her.
"What Lizzy? You always did have an appetite."
"There is nothing wrong with eating." She shoveled some food into her mouth.
They laughed at her, but she didn't care. It tasted really good.
"So, how long do we stay here?" Sarah asked curiously.
"That depends on a few things. I'll let you know," Jason said cryptically.
"Okay…" Sarah said before biting a piece of bacon. She is happy to spend some time with her sister.
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Sonny sat in a darkened room tied to a chair. His back and neck hurt and he had lost track of time. He knows that they are going to kill him and wished they'd just get it over with.
Tomas observed him for a moment and then went into his office, needing to make some arrangements with Jason regarding a drop off point.
"Jason, I have the cargo."
Jason smiled and left the room so no one could hear him.
"That's good to hear."
"He's at the warehouse on 189th in the basement office."
"That's fine. I will be there at 2:00 p.m. and take it from there."
"Sounds good. Have you given any thought to my offer?"
"Yes, I have. We'll talk when I get there."
"See you then." Tomas put his phone aside and then went back to the basement to taunt Sonny.
Jason walked into the hallway. "Liz, can you come up here for a second?"
She ran up the stairs and into their room. "What's up?"
"Sit down, please." He motioned towards the bed. "We need to talk about my job offer."
To be honest, Liz hadn't stopped thinking about it.
"I want this job. It's who I am." He watches her every movement. "I need to know if you can live with that."
She took his hand in hers. "Okay, I can live with that."
Jason is shocked that she didn't put up more resistance. "Really?"
"This whole ordeal has proved to me that I can handle the lifestyle. You make me come alive. I'm itching to get back home and paint. "
"Let's play hypotheticals for a moment."
"Okay."
"Say we get really serious, do you see yourself wanting kids later down the road?"
Liz kind of stared at him blankly. It wasn't something she really thought about. "Well, I haven't really thought about having them."
"Really?"
She laughed. "What, you think all single women sit around and obsess about babies and weddings?"
"There are a gazillion magazines that imply that, but No. The reason I asked is because of the business."
She stood nervously, "Well, I really wasn't prepared for this conversation."
He Is shocked that she is so unnerved.
"You know you can say anything to me."
"It's just..." Her voice trailed off and got quieter. "I have some female issues. Years ago my doctors told me that there would be a really slim chance that I could ever conceive."
"I'm sorry."
"Don't be. I've been fine with it up until now, because I never really was crazy about anyone. I had convinced myself it wasn't important, but I guess the question now is can you live with that? Do you want kids?"
Before Jason could say anything, Sarah came bounding into the room. She could see they looked really serious and immediately regretted interrupting.
"Sorry, but Jason, you need to see this." She grabbed his hand and pulled him downstairs to the television.
Reporter
"Behind me is the ruins of club Mayarí which was owned by notorious criminals, the Escobar brothers. Sources say that their charred bodies along with twenty-seven men linked to the organization, were found inside the ruins.
Recently, there has been a mob war between the Corinthos organization and the Escobar brothers. What makes this even more interesting, is that the Santos organization from Miami seems to have taken over the Corinthos organization in Port Charles.
Sources say that Sonny Corinthos is missing in action. An FBI task force, has been assigned to investigate his whereabouts and are planning to make some arrests within the next few days."
END
Jason turned off the television just as his phone rang. "Yeah."
"Were you watching the news?" Tomas asked calmly.
"Yes."
"I'm concerned with the FBI presence. I'm sure we're being watched. We've swept the place and the phone lines and they are clear, but if they get a search warrant, we're basically dead in the water. I'm sure Sonny will spill his guts and implicate everyone he can."
"I can get Sonny out."
Tomas is surprised at his boldness.
"If you get caught..."
"I'm not worried about that. Leave it to me. I'll take care of it tonight. What I need for you to do is have your security identify any FBI people in the area. Do not let anyone in until after Sonny is moved. I'll be there at 8:00 p.m."
"Ok my friend."
"And, if we make it through all of this, then I accept the job."
Tomas grinned. "That is good news."
Jason hung up the phone as everyone in the room was stared at him.
"This is what we're going to do."
