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Chapter 36

Today she went with another brown wig. The urge to be a redhead was strong because they were in Ireland, but she didn't want to wear anything that would make her standout. While the natives might ignore her she didn't want Jason's guys spotting her. Abby had no intention of revealing her presence until that other bitch was gone.

Just how she planned on getting access to her hadn't been worked out yet. Maybe during a trip to the ladies room. The guys didn't go into the women's bathroom so that could work. The how was already taken care of. Traveling with a weapon was asking to get caught, so she had to think outside the box. After checking into the hotel she simply popped over to a local shop and picked up the largest letter opener she could find. It was nice and sharp and would certainly get the job done.

Now it was time to get something to eat. She was actually really hungry. If luck was on her side Jason might come down for breakfast. A sighting, even if he had company would be nice. According to the info from Rafe, Jason had eaten in the main dining room several times since his arrival.

Ready to start her day Abby checked her appearance once more and then left her room.

They had a great workout, where Liz went hard because she took the last couple of mornings off, before returning to the room to shower. Jason got dressed quickly. Elizabeth on the other hand took her time. She was going to the Chloe Morgan Flagship store, and then back to the designer's home so that called for a bit of vanity.

"Okay, I'm ready." She was laughing at herself as she walked out of the bedroom. "I like you in that shade of blue."

"Thanks." Jason commented getting to his feet. "This was another item that Joseph sent over. I didn't know there was such a thing as long sleeved t-shirts. When we get back I'm going to ask him to send me more of these." Jason really liked the way it felt on his skin. "I can ask for a couple more in this color."

The blue, a muted shade somewhere between sky and baby, really made his eyes pop. "That's a good staple item for the cooler months. For downtime." Liz bet if whoever designed of the article of clothing could see that shirt on her boyfriend they would want Jason's picture on a billboard.

"I like your sweater. It's longer than your other ones." He said sitting on the arm of the chair while his girl pulled on her boots. He noticed when he sat here she often gave him kisses. He guessed that was because his mouth was almost level with hers. "The neck isn't tight either. Why don't they make men's turtleneck sweaters like that?"

"They may make them, you just might need to search a bit. Chloe might be able to help you find some." She was thinking her guy might benefit from the services of a personal shopper. Someone who could find the items he wanted so he didn't have to.

Boots on, Liz walked over to where he was sitting and kissed him. Today she was in a pink and cream chunky cable knit sweater with a wide neck. It came to the hips of the model on the website Liz got it from, but on her it stopped mid-thigh. Liking the look, and the cozy feel, she decided to keep it. Paired with jeans like today, it was a go to winter look.

"You were sexy downstairs in the gym." Jason said urging her closer.

"I needed that work out." Liz had been worn out when she was done, but at the same time energized. "We ate well in Italy, and I don't regret a single bite. Still I'm going to be trying on lots of pretty clothes today and I want to look good. Not for your cousin, but for me." Liz was probably going to blow her clothing budget for the year this morning but it would be worth it. You didn't get the chance to be styled by a world famous designer every day.

Jason liked that she wasn't always seeking compliments. Elizabeth liked who she was, and didn't need approval from anyone else. "Well we should go eat so that you can get to all the shopping."

"Yes, we should." Liz linked their fingers as they left the room. She would come back up for her coat and purse. "I'm looking forward to seeing Diane get styled as well. I just hope I can keep up with your attorney. I've seen her at trunk sales, she's a force to contend with."

"Sal has shared some stories. Don't get between Diane and anything she wants. I'm not sure Hank will be able to keep you safe." Jason said making the guard, and Chris who was with them, laugh. Renaldo would be in the restaurant waiting for them.

They got off the elevator and were shown right to their table. "I'm going to have something light and then pig out at lunch." Liz said more to herself than Jason.

"That's a smart plan, it's a safe bet Johnny is going to put out a big spread for everyone later in the day." Jason said scanning the menu. While they had some items that never changed, there were also dishes that were offered just for the day.

Her food was just arriving when Jason walked into the dining room. It took all of Abby's strength to not get up and run over to where he was being sat. A public scene would only embarrass him, so she stayed in her chair. And told herself to not stare in his direction. Fortunately her table was situated so that she could sneak peeks once in a while. Eyes on her plate she started eating trying to look like everyone else in the room.

The guards were all sitting at a table together. They were each constantly scanning the room. Even after their food arrived they would be checking their surroundings. Chris noticed the pretty brunette eating alone but his eyes didn't linger. That might be why his brain connected the dots so quickly. Sometimes when you looked at something for just a second it was clearer what you were seeing than when you stared at it.

Even though his mind's eye made the catch it still took him another few seconds to figure out what was wrong with the visual, and why the other guys hadn't clued in. "Diane's assistant is here."

"Gina?" Renaldo asked because that didn't make sense.

"No, Abby. She's sitting at the table at seven o'clock. Single female, brown hair." Chris knew that his friends wouldn't make any obvious moves to confirm that.

"I thought she was a blonde." Renaldo didn't doubt his friend. Which was why he took out his phone and sent a message to Kyle. Knowing Francis and Diane they were up and having breakfast as well.

"She is." Chris knew because he thought she was cute, so he enjoyed the view when the opportunity arose. "So she cut and colored her hair, or that's a wig."

The table lapsed into silence while they waited for Renaldo's phone to buzz. They were all thinking the same thing. If Diane wanted her assistant to come to Ireland she wouldn't be staying here. Abby would be at the other hotel. Kyle also would have passed along that she was coming. Since that hadn't happened their hackles were up.

"Diane didn't send for her. In fact Diane said Abby should be back in the states because she didn't request any time off." Renaldo told his friends. "Claire would have passed along if that had changed."

"So why is she here, with an altered appearance?" Hank finally spoke.

"No clue." Renaldo said getting to his feet. They weren't sticking around to wait for answers. Hank was already heading for the exit, while Chris simply stood by the table to provide cover. "We need to leave." Renaldo told his boss.

Without a word Jason got to his feet holding out his hand for Elizabeth. They followed the guard out of the restaurant and got into the elevator that Hank was holding open. Up on their floor they were escorted to their room. "I have no idea why we had to leave." Jason hadn't spoken the entire time they were coming upstairs. Mostly he was taking the situation in. "Thank you for not asking questions."

Liz took a deep breath to calm her nerves. "On the plane Diane said questions in this type of situation were distracting. That my guard would need to focus. I just assumed you would as well." When Jason wrapped his arms around her she just snuggled close. "Everything seemed okay."

"It did, but the guys caught something I missed." Jason wasn't upset, nor did that make him doubt his skills. The reason that he had guards when out with Elizabeth was so that he could focus on her. Even if this was a false alarm it proved the guys took their jobs seriously.

The knock on the door had him letting his girlfriend go. "Yes."

"Your breakfast is here." Hank had checked the table before signing for the food.

"Thanks." Jason took the table. "Any word?"

"Not yet." Hank wouldn't give a report now because it would be incomplete.

With a nod Jason closed the door and turned to his girlfriend. "Let's eat breakfast. Maybe by the time we're done there will be some information."

Abby frowned when Jason and that bitch got up and walked out of the restaurant. They hadn't even eaten breakfast. Now she was being denied her view. No longer hungry she threw down her napkin and signaled for the server. When the check was signed she got up to head for the elevator.

Chris counted to three while sending a text and then followed her out of the restaurant. She got in an elevator, and when the doors closed he walked over to where Renaldo was standing with the head of hotel security. "Four." He let them know which lift she was in.

"We are waiting to find out what floor she exits on. Also someone is sending over a photo. We can get a room number and find out when she checked in." Renaldo explained what they were waiting for.

"She got off on three." The security chief said as his phone buzzed. "I've got the picture." So they went to the desk.

"She's in room three-twelve. Her name is Abigail Smith." The front desk agent pulled up all the information. "She checked in last night and booked through to next weekend. She put down a credit card for incidentals."

Renaldo nodded indicating he got all that. Sal and Lee came through the door as the information was being passed along. They were here for backup. "We'll take it from this point."

"Let me know if you need assistance." The head of security had been told by the owner to be cooperative.

"Thank you. Three-twelve." Renaldo told his crew. "Did Diane add any more information?"

"No, but she does want a report." Sal told Renaldo. "We ran Abby every way possible, she came back clean." The assistant was being deemed a threat until they learned otherwise.

"If she has a reason to be here, we'll leave her alone. I'm guessing she doesn't because she didn't come over to speak to Jason." Renaldo explained his thinking to his friends. "She has worked for us for long enough to know that just showing up here uninvited will provoke a response, which is why she is wearing a wig." Everything about this stunk. His instincts said so, and he trusted his instincts.

Before they stepped off the elevator Renaldo's phone buzzed again. "Cody is on his way over. He will help with containment." They couldn't just leave Abby in the hotel. It was too public. So they would transport her somewhere else to answer questions.

"So much for kicking back and playing cards." Sal joked which helped break the tension. "Can we kick in the door?"

"I'm going to say no based on the doors upstairs. They are too thick. The hotel security chief gave me a master key." Renaldo had it in his front pocket.

Thankfully the hall was empty and things would go much easier if it stayed that way. With it being a weekend morning and close to nine they stood a good chance of getting their wish. Most tourist would be out looking at things, or having a lay in as the locals called it since brunch didn't start until eleven. When they were on either side of her room door Renaldo took out the key and tapped it on the reader. Not even waiting for the beep to finish Sal swung the door open and all the guys went into the room with guns drawn.

"Do not move." Sal took point because he had interacted with Abby the most.

She was sitting on the bed glaring at the guys. Her wig was next to her and spread across the comforter were her travel cards. Each one was a different image of Jason. She never left home without them, even carrying them to work in her purse. They had gotten her through her trip to Arizona and the flight over.

"Interesting deck of cards." Renaldo said looking at the laminated images. Stalkers were not something they dealt a lot with, but he would put money down that was what they had on their hands here. There had to be at least thirty pictures of Jason spread across the bed and she had more in her hands. Renaldo never would have pegged Abby as a nutjob. "Get up, slowly."

"You might want to confer with Sal. He just told me not to move." Abby replied as calm as could be. Once she talked to Jason this would be cleared up.

"On your feet." Sal repeated Renaldo's orders. "Keep your hands where we can see them." He was kind of creeped out looking at her collection. He had just talked to her the Friday before the Nurses' Ball and she didn't give any hint of being an obsessed fan.

"Renaldo." Chris was holding up the letter opener.

"You planning on taking Jason out?" Renaldo asked wondering if they had it wrong. Sometimes hitters took pictures to get ready for a job.

"I'm guessing that's for Ms. Webber." Lee was looking through the luggage. He held up a newspaper picture with Jason's girlfriend's picture scratched out.

"That bitch doesn't deserve him!" Abby couldn't help the anger that bubbled up. "Let me talk to Jason. He'll understand. We're meant to be together. He'll tell you."

"Uh huh." Renaldo was back to thinking that Abby was a stalker. A dangerous one at that. Chris had done outstanding spotting her. "Trust me when I tell you that we are definitely going to want to hear more about that." Renaldo had also gotten a zip tie from the head of security and he put that around Abby's wrists. "Have a seat." She would be treated with the utmost courtesy, unless she tried something. Then she would be treated as the threat she was.

"Cody's here." Lee said opening the door.

"What's up?" Cody asked the guards. He was scanning the room and when he spotted the pictures he just nodded. "Okay then. How do you want to handle this?" He had no problem following their lead since this concerned Jason.

"Right now we need somewhere to stash her. Jason and Francis will make the final call, but I'm guessing she's going back to Port Charles." Renaldo had come across the room for this quiet talk. "She's already mentioned that she and Jason were meant to be together. She also really doesn't like Liz."

"Of course not. Liz is poaching." Cody would rather deal with an assassin than a stalker. Chloe had one and the guy was hard as hell to catch. "At least you have her contained." Cody pointed to the eerily quiet woman in the chair. "Getting in front of someone like her is easier than playing catch up. Let me make some calls." They would transport her out, unconscious, in an ambulance. It would cause fewer questions from potential witnesses. Security could make a false incident report to cover them.

"Once she's on her way I'll go give Jason a report." Renaldo told Cody.

The former solider just nodded, and starting putting in motion all the various things that needed to happen.

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