"Mac just go home", Frisco said as he followed Luke out of the bar. "Not
until you tell me the real reason the WSB is crawling all over this town",
Mac shouted at Frisco, and proceeded to demand to know where Luke thought
he was going. "I didn't think that half the town really needed to here
this argument", Luke replied as he leaned against his car. "Got anything
you want to tell, me Frisco", Luke asked as he lit his cigar. "No", Frisco
ground out as he headed for the docks.
"What's going on, Spencer", Mac asked as he and Luke watched Frisco hesitate at the edge of the parking lot. "I wish I knew Mac", Luke replied getting the police commissioner's attention. "Hey Jones, maybe we could help you if you told us what you were looking for ", Luke called out to Frisco. "I'm not sure myself", Frisco replied as he made his way back to the two men. "Hell, I'm not even suppose to be here", Frisco said as joined Luke in leaning against the car. "Frisco, if Faison is on his way back from the dead again, we need to know", Mac pleaded with the other man, "Especially now".
"What did you mean by that Mac", Frisco asked suddenly all business. "I'm suppose to share and you're not", Mac spat as his temper rose. "Why don't you both take a deep breath before I escort both of you off my property ", Luke interrupted the two men as they began to face off again. "I'm with Bubba on this, Frisco, if Faison is once again among the living I need to protect my family", Luke said as he glanced out toward the harbor.
"I honestly don't know", Frisco replied tiredly. "I was supposed to be assigned to the New York office starting next week. All of a sudden they drag me out of my office tell me I have to catch the next flight back to Egypt", Frisco explained. "When were you planning on telling Felicia or the girls you were stateside again", Mac interrupted hostile. "Mac that's between them", Luke refereed, "and I want to here the rest of this story so just relax for a minute".
"I've only been back for 24 hours Mac, I wasn't even suppose to be here until tomorrow", Frisco said as he stared at he ground. "I got the distinct impression that my being in there messed something up. I don't know what, they didn't tell me. But as I was heading through the airport I saw a bunch of my fellow agents hoping a flight for Port Charles, so I'm here instead of somewhere over the Atlantic Ocean at the moment", Frisco finished. "I tried to access the files on what ever this is about but I'm locked out", he added. "This town has been through enough Frisco", Mac said sounding as tired as Frisco. "What did you mean by especially now, Mac", Luke asked. "She's thinking about coming home", Mac said simply. "Robin", Frisco asked. "No, Anna" Luke responded for Mac.
The three men stood in silence for a moment. "I need to go", Frisco said as he pushed himself away from the car. "Back to Egypt", Mac asked sarcastically. "No, to find Tony and tell him not to worry when they show up on his doorstep looking for me", Frisco responded. "What about Felicia", Mac asked? "I called her from the plane", Frisco said as he began to walk away.
"Wait", Mac called out, "I'll give you a lift and then maybe you can come to the station with me and translate their convoluted reasons for being in this town". "Luke stay out of this", Mac said as he and Frisco climbed into his car. "Give me a call and let me know what you find out", Luke asked not really expecting it. "If you'll return the favor", Mac replied looking Luke in the eye. Luke nodded as he turned and walked back into the club.
Luke paused at the doorway for a moment trying to decide how to approach the situation. He actually missed the days when he would have just jumped in and dealt with the consequences latter. After a deep breath and a sigh, he headed to his office carefully avoiding the man still seated in the corner of his bar.
"What's going on, Spencer", Mac asked as he and Luke watched Frisco hesitate at the edge of the parking lot. "I wish I knew Mac", Luke replied getting the police commissioner's attention. "Hey Jones, maybe we could help you if you told us what you were looking for ", Luke called out to Frisco. "I'm not sure myself", Frisco replied as he made his way back to the two men. "Hell, I'm not even suppose to be here", Frisco said as joined Luke in leaning against the car. "Frisco, if Faison is on his way back from the dead again, we need to know", Mac pleaded with the other man, "Especially now".
"What did you mean by that Mac", Frisco asked suddenly all business. "I'm suppose to share and you're not", Mac spat as his temper rose. "Why don't you both take a deep breath before I escort both of you off my property ", Luke interrupted the two men as they began to face off again. "I'm with Bubba on this, Frisco, if Faison is once again among the living I need to protect my family", Luke said as he glanced out toward the harbor.
"I honestly don't know", Frisco replied tiredly. "I was supposed to be assigned to the New York office starting next week. All of a sudden they drag me out of my office tell me I have to catch the next flight back to Egypt", Frisco explained. "When were you planning on telling Felicia or the girls you were stateside again", Mac interrupted hostile. "Mac that's between them", Luke refereed, "and I want to here the rest of this story so just relax for a minute".
"I've only been back for 24 hours Mac, I wasn't even suppose to be here until tomorrow", Frisco said as he stared at he ground. "I got the distinct impression that my being in there messed something up. I don't know what, they didn't tell me. But as I was heading through the airport I saw a bunch of my fellow agents hoping a flight for Port Charles, so I'm here instead of somewhere over the Atlantic Ocean at the moment", Frisco finished. "I tried to access the files on what ever this is about but I'm locked out", he added. "This town has been through enough Frisco", Mac said sounding as tired as Frisco. "What did you mean by especially now, Mac", Luke asked. "She's thinking about coming home", Mac said simply. "Robin", Frisco asked. "No, Anna" Luke responded for Mac.
The three men stood in silence for a moment. "I need to go", Frisco said as he pushed himself away from the car. "Back to Egypt", Mac asked sarcastically. "No, to find Tony and tell him not to worry when they show up on his doorstep looking for me", Frisco responded. "What about Felicia", Mac asked? "I called her from the plane", Frisco said as he began to walk away.
"Wait", Mac called out, "I'll give you a lift and then maybe you can come to the station with me and translate their convoluted reasons for being in this town". "Luke stay out of this", Mac said as he and Frisco climbed into his car. "Give me a call and let me know what you find out", Luke asked not really expecting it. "If you'll return the favor", Mac replied looking Luke in the eye. Luke nodded as he turned and walked back into the club.
Luke paused at the doorway for a moment trying to decide how to approach the situation. He actually missed the days when he would have just jumped in and dealt with the consequences latter. After a deep breath and a sigh, he headed to his office carefully avoiding the man still seated in the corner of his bar.