Chapter 29
After his conversation with Cranton, Jason had explained the man's terms to Sonny. Together they had come up with a plan to provide backup for Jason without alerting their foe.
"I need the disk that Philippe gave you, Sonny," Jason said as he was preparing to leave. "And what about the location of the safe house? What should I tell Cranton?"
Sonny retrieved a disk from his desk and handed it to his friend. "This is a copy. I put the original in the safe. I think you should tell him the real location of the safe house and I'll make sure that Philippe is protected. If you give him the wrong address and he checks it out before we can move in on him, he could hurt someone in retaliation."
What Sonny said made sense to Jason. "OK. I'd better go." He paused, looking at his friend. "If anything happens to me, I want you to look out for Elizabeth. Make sure she's all right, Sonny." His voice was hoarse with emotion.
"You have my word, Jason," Sonny responded. "Just be careful and we'll get there as soon as we can."
"Thanks, Sonny." With those words, he walked out the door.
Carly, coming down the stairs, had witnessed his departure. "Is he going to be all right?" she asked anxiously.
Sonny sighed. "I honestly don't know, Carly. I'm going to do everything I can to make sure he gets out of this alive - along with Elizabeth and Michelle. But there are no guarantees."
She walked up and put her arms around him, holding him close. "I know you'll watch his back. It's what the two of you do for each other."
Kissing her quickly, he replied, "Yeah. He has certainly covered my ass over the years. Now I need to get busy covering his."
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Elizabeth and Michelle were blindfolded on their trip to the new location, and guarded by two men with guns, as well as Alexander Cranton. Once they were inside, their blindfolds were removed.
Elizabeth blinked furiously, trying to get her eyes to focus. It looked like they were in a motel room - and a not very maintained one at that.
"Welcome, ladies. Please be seated," Alexander said. "I'm sorry the accommodations couldn't be more luxurious, but this room suits my plan. Now let's hope that your good friend Morgan knows how to follow instructions."
As he turned to speak with his men, Elizabeth and Michelle looked at each other uneasily. "Jason will get us out of this," Elizabeth said, smiling tentatively at the other woman.
"I know he will try, but he doesn't realize who he is dealing with. Alexander will never let us go," she asserted. "What I do not understand is why Jason did not tell me that he knew where Philippe was hiding." Her voice shook with feeling.
"They were trying to protect you and your brother," Elizabeth explained. "They were afraid that if anyone found out he was alive, he would be in danger again."
"You knew about this?" Michelle asked incredulously. "Jason told you and not me, Philippe's sister."
"I happened to be there when he got the call," she responded. "He was so relieved that your brother was alive that it just slipped out."
Returning his attention to his prisoners, Cranton said, "So, have you two found something in common to discuss? Oh, yes - Mr. Morgan." He sneered. "That should make an interesting conversation starter." His cell phone rang and he answered it. "Yes. Good." He disconnected and dialled.
"Morgan," the voice stated.
"I am glad to hear that you followed my instructions," Alexander said. "No one appears to be following you. Keep it that way. Now, do you know where the Lone Pine Motel is on Route 69?"
"Yes," Jason answered.
"Good. Come to room 12 and we'll go from there." Cranton closed his phone and turned to Elizabeth and Michelle. "Well, it appears that Mr. Morgan is on his way. It won't be long now ladies. We're about to have some fun."
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Jason headed his bike in the motel's direction. He knew that Sonny's guys were coming via an alternate route. This was made possible through the tracking device hidden in his boot. He also knew that they would have to keep their distance until Cranton was convinced that he was alone. In that time, a lot could happen. He hoped he could keep things under control until they got there.
As the wind whipped by, it reminded Jason of all the times he had taken Elizabeth out on his bike. From their very first ride together, she had loved it. So many times while he had been away from Port Charles, he had been on his bike and wished she were there with him. Now he wanted the chance to spend his life riding with her, living with her, loving her. Without her, nothing had meaning - she was his life.
Pulling up in front of the motel, Jason got off the bike and approached Room 12. He couldn't miss it with the two large men standing guard outside. They opened the door for him and followed him inside. Instinctively, he looked for Elizabeth. Their eyes met and held - love and longing evident in their gaze.
"Well, Mr. Morgan," began Alexander. "Welcome to my party. If you'll just put your hands on your head, my man will search you for weapons. It's nothing personal. I'm sure you understand."
When Jason complied, one of the guards began to pat him down - from his chest right down to his boots. He removed a gun that was tucked in the back of his jeans and a knife that was down the side of his boot.
Cranton clicked his tongue. "Not very friendly, Mr. Morgan. Those aren't what I would call party favors. Well, now that all the key players are here - let the games begin."
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After his conversation with Cranton, Jason had explained the man's terms to Sonny. Together they had come up with a plan to provide backup for Jason without alerting their foe.
"I need the disk that Philippe gave you, Sonny," Jason said as he was preparing to leave. "And what about the location of the safe house? What should I tell Cranton?"
Sonny retrieved a disk from his desk and handed it to his friend. "This is a copy. I put the original in the safe. I think you should tell him the real location of the safe house and I'll make sure that Philippe is protected. If you give him the wrong address and he checks it out before we can move in on him, he could hurt someone in retaliation."
What Sonny said made sense to Jason. "OK. I'd better go." He paused, looking at his friend. "If anything happens to me, I want you to look out for Elizabeth. Make sure she's all right, Sonny." His voice was hoarse with emotion.
"You have my word, Jason," Sonny responded. "Just be careful and we'll get there as soon as we can."
"Thanks, Sonny." With those words, he walked out the door.
Carly, coming down the stairs, had witnessed his departure. "Is he going to be all right?" she asked anxiously.
Sonny sighed. "I honestly don't know, Carly. I'm going to do everything I can to make sure he gets out of this alive - along with Elizabeth and Michelle. But there are no guarantees."
She walked up and put her arms around him, holding him close. "I know you'll watch his back. It's what the two of you do for each other."
Kissing her quickly, he replied, "Yeah. He has certainly covered my ass over the years. Now I need to get busy covering his."
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Elizabeth and Michelle were blindfolded on their trip to the new location, and guarded by two men with guns, as well as Alexander Cranton. Once they were inside, their blindfolds were removed.
Elizabeth blinked furiously, trying to get her eyes to focus. It looked like they were in a motel room - and a not very maintained one at that.
"Welcome, ladies. Please be seated," Alexander said. "I'm sorry the accommodations couldn't be more luxurious, but this room suits my plan. Now let's hope that your good friend Morgan knows how to follow instructions."
As he turned to speak with his men, Elizabeth and Michelle looked at each other uneasily. "Jason will get us out of this," Elizabeth said, smiling tentatively at the other woman.
"I know he will try, but he doesn't realize who he is dealing with. Alexander will never let us go," she asserted. "What I do not understand is why Jason did not tell me that he knew where Philippe was hiding." Her voice shook with feeling.
"They were trying to protect you and your brother," Elizabeth explained. "They were afraid that if anyone found out he was alive, he would be in danger again."
"You knew about this?" Michelle asked incredulously. "Jason told you and not me, Philippe's sister."
"I happened to be there when he got the call," she responded. "He was so relieved that your brother was alive that it just slipped out."
Returning his attention to his prisoners, Cranton said, "So, have you two found something in common to discuss? Oh, yes - Mr. Morgan." He sneered. "That should make an interesting conversation starter." His cell phone rang and he answered it. "Yes. Good." He disconnected and dialled.
"Morgan," the voice stated.
"I am glad to hear that you followed my instructions," Alexander said. "No one appears to be following you. Keep it that way. Now, do you know where the Lone Pine Motel is on Route 69?"
"Yes," Jason answered.
"Good. Come to room 12 and we'll go from there." Cranton closed his phone and turned to Elizabeth and Michelle. "Well, it appears that Mr. Morgan is on his way. It won't be long now ladies. We're about to have some fun."
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Jason headed his bike in the motel's direction. He knew that Sonny's guys were coming via an alternate route. This was made possible through the tracking device hidden in his boot. He also knew that they would have to keep their distance until Cranton was convinced that he was alone. In that time, a lot could happen. He hoped he could keep things under control until they got there.
As the wind whipped by, it reminded Jason of all the times he had taken Elizabeth out on his bike. From their very first ride together, she had loved it. So many times while he had been away from Port Charles, he had been on his bike and wished she were there with him. Now he wanted the chance to spend his life riding with her, living with her, loving her. Without her, nothing had meaning - she was his life.
Pulling up in front of the motel, Jason got off the bike and approached Room 12. He couldn't miss it with the two large men standing guard outside. They opened the door for him and followed him inside. Instinctively, he looked for Elizabeth. Their eyes met and held - love and longing evident in their gaze.
"Well, Mr. Morgan," began Alexander. "Welcome to my party. If you'll just put your hands on your head, my man will search you for weapons. It's nothing personal. I'm sure you understand."
When Jason complied, one of the guards began to pat him down - from his chest right down to his boots. He removed a gun that was tucked in the back of his jeans and a knife that was down the side of his boot.
Cranton clicked his tongue. "Not very friendly, Mr. Morgan. Those aren't what I would call party favors. Well, now that all the key players are here - let the games begin."
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