1 Love Is Patient, Kind and Above All True
1.1 Chapter Twenty Six
Jason had an uneasy feeling about letting Elizabeth come with him, but she had made it perfectly clear that if he wouldn't take her, she'd find her way there eventually. So reluctantly he brought her.
Jason had seen pictures of Jaime's family, her brothers Christian and Lawrie and her father, Mr. Nam. The last picture Jaime had shown Jason was one of her mother and her. Her mother had her hair up and was wearing a flower print dress. Sitting on her knee was a little girl no more than five. Her hair was put in pigtails and she had a hug grin on her face. Jaime took that picture wherever she travelled. It was her most treasured possession.
As Elizabeth entered the house with Jason, a guard stopped them. He motioned with his head over to Elizabeth. Jason replied, "She's with me. Jaime brought her to Italy."
He seemed to debate what should be done. "Wait here," he commanded.
The tall guard stalked down the hallway into a room across from a staircase leading upstairs.
"Jason? Why does he have so many guards?" Elizabeth whispered.
Jason turned to Elizabeth, "Because of the business he's in."
With that, Elizabeth bit her bottom lip and was quiet. Finally the man came back from the room and proceeded to motion Jason and Elizabeth to follow him.
They entered a study, full of books and carefully crafted objects, which sat display on dark mahogany end tables. An older man sat behind a desk, looking though a file of papers. Jason recognized the face.
It was Lee. He peered over his wire-framed glasses at the two guests. Jason bowed in recognition of the man. "Mr. Nam."
"Mr. Morgan. I have been expecting you. What is it that I can do for my associate's friend?"
"We want permission to conduct the search for your daughter," Jason said.
Lee signalled them to sit in the two chairs in front of him. Jason pointed for Elizabeth to sit to his right. He sat in the chair closest to him.
"Mr. Morgan, how do you know my daughter?" he inquired suspiciously.
"We met in my travels to Italy."
"What about this young woman? What is her name?"
"My name is Elizabeth," she peeped.
Mr. Nam looked at Jason, waiting for an answer. "Her name is Elizabeth Webber. She met Jaime in Port Charles."
He seemed satisfied with the answer. "Why did Mr. Corinthos not mention your bringing this young woman?"
"Sonny didn't know she would be coming. She insisted. Jaime is a good friend of hers," he explained.
He seemed to smile. Lee's eyes turned to Elizabeth, "So you are also stubborn? Are you as obstinate as my daughter?"
Elizabeth sighed and then realized she needed to answer. "Close, but I think Jaime still has one up on me in that department."
Lee laughed. "I think that is so with my daughter." Suddenly he turned to Jason, "So Mr. Morgan, what is it that you need to know about my daughter's visit?"
"I need to know if anyone saw her get on the plane?" he stated.
Lee seemed to hesitate. "No. No one saw her get on the plane."
"Okay," Jason paused, "Do you know of anyone who knew that she was here and might want to hurt her or you?"
"I have thought about that, Mr. Morgan, and I have come to the conclusion that Rosco would be the only one who might have had the motive and opportunity to abduct my daughter." Jason noticed Lee's hand form a fist. He knew that Lee must be worried sick over Jaime.
"Well, have your contacts found out anything about his whereabouts?" Jason asked, shifting his body forward.
Lee's face paled. "No. I have heard nothing. The last place he was seen was in a nightclub. We have heard nothing since. It is like he disappeared into thin air.
"Well, at least we have a name. I'll see what our contacts can find out. I'm going to find Jaime Mr. Nam."
Lee studied Jason. He nodded his head and spoke, "I know you will Mr. Morgan. You have a good reputation among," he paused, looking at Elizabeth and continued. "Among friends."
The older man pushed his chair back as he stood up and offered his hand. "I am glad my daughter has fine friends like you to look out for her."
***
Elizabeth left with Jason soon after Mr. Nam had given Jason his number so that they could keep him informed. As co-operative as Mr. Nam was, she suspected that he would also be searching for his daughter. He didn't seem like the kind of man who sat back and let a "friend" find his daughter.
"So what are we going to do next?" Elizabeth asked, getting into the vehicle they had borrowed that afternoon.
"I'm going to go look for the only lead we have. I'll go to the nightclub tonight," he stated, pulling out of the driveway.
"Jason, you mean us, don't you?" Elizabeth corrected.
"No I mean me," Jason clarifed.
"Jason, are you going to baby me again?" she pouted, slouching into the passenger seat.
"Elizabeth," he sighed, "I'm not babying you. Mr. Nam has confirmed the fact that the reason Jaime was taken was because of him. And the people he works with are not nice," he stressed.
"Jason, I can handle myself."
He shook his head at her. "It has nothing to do with being able to handle yourself. Do…do you remember when Emily was kidnapped and I begged you and Lucky to go home?"
Elizabeth rolled her eyes. She knew Jason had been right to tell them to go home, for Emily's safety, but she knew Lucky needed to save Emily. "Yes," she sighed.
"I told you to go home right?" he asked.
"Yes," she mumbled.
"And you guys didn't hear what I said and you stayed and then Sorel's men ended up holding you hostage!" he pointed out.
"Yes. I know Jason! I was there. You were right, that time…it doesn't mean that it'll happen this time," she exerted.
"No. I do know that it could happen again," he stated. "Elizabeth, these guys are professionals. They took her without her father even noticing, and that's a hard thing to do."
The car surged forward onto the autobahn. She didn't agree. Jason needed her help for whatever reason. She felt it in the pit of her stomach. "Fine," she mumbled. "It's dangerous for me to go and I won't go with you."
Elizabeth looked out the side window at the passing blurs of trees and grass.
"You won't argue with me on this again?" Jason asked, turning his eyes towards Elizabeth.
"Yes. I won't argue about this again."
She wouldn't argue because Elizabeth would get to the nightclub. Elizabeth didn't say she wouldn't go. She had said that she wouldn't go with Jason. Elizabeth continued to gaze out the side window. A little smile creeping onto her face.
1.1 Chapter Twenty Six
Jason had an uneasy feeling about letting Elizabeth come with him, but she had made it perfectly clear that if he wouldn't take her, she'd find her way there eventually. So reluctantly he brought her.
Jason had seen pictures of Jaime's family, her brothers Christian and Lawrie and her father, Mr. Nam. The last picture Jaime had shown Jason was one of her mother and her. Her mother had her hair up and was wearing a flower print dress. Sitting on her knee was a little girl no more than five. Her hair was put in pigtails and she had a hug grin on her face. Jaime took that picture wherever she travelled. It was her most treasured possession.
As Elizabeth entered the house with Jason, a guard stopped them. He motioned with his head over to Elizabeth. Jason replied, "She's with me. Jaime brought her to Italy."
He seemed to debate what should be done. "Wait here," he commanded.
The tall guard stalked down the hallway into a room across from a staircase leading upstairs.
"Jason? Why does he have so many guards?" Elizabeth whispered.
Jason turned to Elizabeth, "Because of the business he's in."
With that, Elizabeth bit her bottom lip and was quiet. Finally the man came back from the room and proceeded to motion Jason and Elizabeth to follow him.
They entered a study, full of books and carefully crafted objects, which sat display on dark mahogany end tables. An older man sat behind a desk, looking though a file of papers. Jason recognized the face.
It was Lee. He peered over his wire-framed glasses at the two guests. Jason bowed in recognition of the man. "Mr. Nam."
"Mr. Morgan. I have been expecting you. What is it that I can do for my associate's friend?"
"We want permission to conduct the search for your daughter," Jason said.
Lee signalled them to sit in the two chairs in front of him. Jason pointed for Elizabeth to sit to his right. He sat in the chair closest to him.
"Mr. Morgan, how do you know my daughter?" he inquired suspiciously.
"We met in my travels to Italy."
"What about this young woman? What is her name?"
"My name is Elizabeth," she peeped.
Mr. Nam looked at Jason, waiting for an answer. "Her name is Elizabeth Webber. She met Jaime in Port Charles."
He seemed satisfied with the answer. "Why did Mr. Corinthos not mention your bringing this young woman?"
"Sonny didn't know she would be coming. She insisted. Jaime is a good friend of hers," he explained.
He seemed to smile. Lee's eyes turned to Elizabeth, "So you are also stubborn? Are you as obstinate as my daughter?"
Elizabeth sighed and then realized she needed to answer. "Close, but I think Jaime still has one up on me in that department."
Lee laughed. "I think that is so with my daughter." Suddenly he turned to Jason, "So Mr. Morgan, what is it that you need to know about my daughter's visit?"
"I need to know if anyone saw her get on the plane?" he stated.
Lee seemed to hesitate. "No. No one saw her get on the plane."
"Okay," Jason paused, "Do you know of anyone who knew that she was here and might want to hurt her or you?"
"I have thought about that, Mr. Morgan, and I have come to the conclusion that Rosco would be the only one who might have had the motive and opportunity to abduct my daughter." Jason noticed Lee's hand form a fist. He knew that Lee must be worried sick over Jaime.
"Well, have your contacts found out anything about his whereabouts?" Jason asked, shifting his body forward.
Lee's face paled. "No. I have heard nothing. The last place he was seen was in a nightclub. We have heard nothing since. It is like he disappeared into thin air.
"Well, at least we have a name. I'll see what our contacts can find out. I'm going to find Jaime Mr. Nam."
Lee studied Jason. He nodded his head and spoke, "I know you will Mr. Morgan. You have a good reputation among," he paused, looking at Elizabeth and continued. "Among friends."
The older man pushed his chair back as he stood up and offered his hand. "I am glad my daughter has fine friends like you to look out for her."
***
Elizabeth left with Jason soon after Mr. Nam had given Jason his number so that they could keep him informed. As co-operative as Mr. Nam was, she suspected that he would also be searching for his daughter. He didn't seem like the kind of man who sat back and let a "friend" find his daughter.
"So what are we going to do next?" Elizabeth asked, getting into the vehicle they had borrowed that afternoon.
"I'm going to go look for the only lead we have. I'll go to the nightclub tonight," he stated, pulling out of the driveway.
"Jason, you mean us, don't you?" Elizabeth corrected.
"No I mean me," Jason clarifed.
"Jason, are you going to baby me again?" she pouted, slouching into the passenger seat.
"Elizabeth," he sighed, "I'm not babying you. Mr. Nam has confirmed the fact that the reason Jaime was taken was because of him. And the people he works with are not nice," he stressed.
"Jason, I can handle myself."
He shook his head at her. "It has nothing to do with being able to handle yourself. Do…do you remember when Emily was kidnapped and I begged you and Lucky to go home?"
Elizabeth rolled her eyes. She knew Jason had been right to tell them to go home, for Emily's safety, but she knew Lucky needed to save Emily. "Yes," she sighed.
"I told you to go home right?" he asked.
"Yes," she mumbled.
"And you guys didn't hear what I said and you stayed and then Sorel's men ended up holding you hostage!" he pointed out.
"Yes. I know Jason! I was there. You were right, that time…it doesn't mean that it'll happen this time," she exerted.
"No. I do know that it could happen again," he stated. "Elizabeth, these guys are professionals. They took her without her father even noticing, and that's a hard thing to do."
The car surged forward onto the autobahn. She didn't agree. Jason needed her help for whatever reason. She felt it in the pit of her stomach. "Fine," she mumbled. "It's dangerous for me to go and I won't go with you."
Elizabeth looked out the side window at the passing blurs of trees and grass.
"You won't argue with me on this again?" Jason asked, turning his eyes towards Elizabeth.
"Yes. I won't argue about this again."
She wouldn't argue because Elizabeth would get to the nightclub. Elizabeth didn't say she wouldn't go. She had said that she wouldn't go with Jason. Elizabeth continued to gaze out the side window. A little smile creeping onto her face.