The Metro Court was the busiest establishment in Port Charles. Companies rented office spaces for their employees. Several restaurants called the place home, while the hotel service raked in profits night after night. People from different walks of life come and go daily. No one was concern about whose name went to which face. Money was the way to stay hidden. As long as you paid your bill, people left you alone.
The mystery person was happy with that arrangement. Their stay was indefinite, due to the man in jail making threats. Letting Jason Morgan deal with Luis was the easiest solution. But the threat to inform the hit man of the involvement the strange had in his wife's death, hung over their head. No one could know that the stranger was alive, let alone resided in Port Charles. For now, doing what Luis wanted was the only option.
Spending time alone in the hotel room made the person realize that a visit to Luis was required. It had to happen today, no matter the risk. The more times they stepped outside the room, the more at risk their presence could become known. The best thing about choosing the Metro Court to hide was the number of people made it easier to blend in.
After taking full advantage of every amenity the hotel offered, the stranger pulled on a simple pair of jeans, a t-shirt, and an over-sized hoodie. With tennis shoes on, they grabbed cash from the safe, along with phone, and headed out the door, on high alert. They drew the hood over their head as they strolled down the hall.
"Hey," a voice called down the hall.
The stranger stopped at the demand. Their heart raced inside their chest, not sure what was going to happen when their identity was discovered.
"What?" a feminine voice spoke, accompanied by a giggle.
The person found themselves relaxing just a bit when they realized the voices were of a couple exiting their room down the hall.
"Keep your hands to yourself, woman," the man spoke, chuckling.
The stranger quickened their step when the voices began to get closer. They turned down the first hall they came to, disappearing into a nearby laundry room.
"Words I never thought I'd hear you say," the woman commented.
The more the couple conversed, the more familiar the voice became to the stranger. Making sure to stay out of sight, they leaned against the door, waiting for the pair to pass. They needed confirmation of who was actually in the hall.
"Are you sure you want to go downstairs and eat? I mean, the moment we step out of the elevator, we can't hide anymore. Carly will know we are here," the female said.
The name echoed in the ears of the mystery person as they watched Jason and Ally walk by. Ally's arms were wrapped tightly around Jason's muscular torso, while his arm wrapped around her, his hand resting securely on her hip. Seeing the couple, made being in Port Charles very real to the individual. Laying eyes on people from the past caused them to feel a little nostalgic.
A smile resonated on their face exiting the laundry room as the couple rounded the corner out of view from the stranger.
"Well, well, well, Alexandria...looks like you found a new life for yourself," the person spoke out loud. "Such a shame that it had to be with Jason Morgan, especially with what I have planned for him."
Tightening the hood on the sweatshirt, the person headed towards the nearest elevator, to then head out the more deserted part of the hotel. Once outside, they made sure to keep their face directed away from any security cameras. With a quick in their step, they hurried across the parking lot to the car they had waiting.
The drive to the police department gave the stranger time to reflect on the plans they had conspired since arriving in the city. The stranger was beyond upset when Luis contacted them, but the call allowed the person the opportunity to wreak havoc on Port Charles. Revenge was going to be better than sweet because no one would know who was responsible.
The police station was busier than the last time the stranger had visited. After a quick scan of the parking lot for familiar cars, the mystery person left exited their vehicle. They walked as fast as they could to the building, blending in with the crowd that entered. They did their best to keep focused on the people around them as they directed themselves towards the visiting area.
"I'm here to see Luis Torres," the person informed the guard on duty, after signing in.
The man escorted the stranger to the visiting room to wait while they went off to get the prisoner. They placed themselves in a metal chair, keeping their face away from all cameras.
Luis was definitely surprised upon seeing the visitor when he took his seat across from them. He picked up the receiver and sighed, "I thought I wouldn't see you again till after my trial."
The person chuckled, "Yeah, well...I've been doing some thinking. I'm going to stick around for a while after your trial."
"What? Why?" Luis asked, confused.
"Well, I miss Port Charles," they answered with a smile.
"No, you don't. Port Charles will not be good for you, and I'm sure no one misses you here," he said, leading closer to the glass.
"Oh, come on now. It's not that bad, and I'm sure at least one person misses me," they stated.
"Yes, it is that bad. I've been reading about the last time you were here..." Luis trialed off. He took a deep breath, looking over his shoulder, making sure no one was close enough to eavesdrop. "Things didn't go well for you."
"Well, this time, people already believe I'm dead. I can get away with whatever I want," they boasted.
"Until you get caught. I was stupid for turning on Sonny and Jason. This is their territory. They know everything that happens here. Whatever you have planned, they are going to find out about and figure out that it's you."
"Maybe...but Ally is a huge distraction that will definitely throw off Jason's sixth sense. I mean, he did walk right past me this morning, and he didn't even know," the person said with a smile.
"What!" Luis screamed, catching the nearby guard's attention.
"What's going on over here?" the man asked Luis.
"Sorry, sir. My friend just told me something that caught me off guard, that is all. It won't happen again," he assured them.
The man waited for the guard to return to their business before turning back to the visitor.
"Why would you be so reckless and leave the Metro Court to seek out Jason Morgan?"
"But I didn't seek him out," they stated. "Jason and Ally were at the Metro Court, cozier than ever.
Luis sighed, "I guess he finally sealed the deal with that one."
The person frowned, "Shut up!"
"Whatever! You need to be more careful," he insisted. "Of all people, you should know better."
"I am careful," they replied.
"Please don't come back. I don't want to see you till after my trial. You already put us at risk enough. I can't believe I'm the one telling you this," the prisoner said just before the guard touched his shoulder.
"Times up."
The pair nodded before the prisoner was escorted away, leaving the stranger alone. They arose quickly with their head down and quickly left the room. Their pace increased as they marched towards the exit. The stranger was greeted by the afternoon sun, leaving the building. The drive back to the Metro Court gave the stranger time to think about what Luis said. They needed to be careful and not be seen before the plan was set in motion. Port Charles required a wake-up call, and they were going to administer it.
Author's Note: This was actually fun and difficult to write. I wanted to keep the identity to this person unknown still and whether they were a male or female so it was hard to find the correct way to express this. I hope you all enjoying this still as much as I am enjoying writing this. I have been writing a lot so I will share when I get to a place to share. I am still writing at three different parts of the story. LOVE ALL MY READERS. Please review.