Dangerous Liaisons
~*~Chapter 10~*~
Lorenzo watched her through the window of Kelly's. He'd wondered, at first, why a woman with as much talent as her would be wasting her time as a waitress in this whole in the ground diner. Her artwork was powerful, passionate, yet innocent and pure.
He'd broken into her studio the night before. Of course he hadn't thought of it as breaking in. He was simply excepting the invitation her eyes had offered him. He could tell she wanted him, he could feel it. Even the painting that sat on her easel unfinished called to him. She'd crafted it for him to find.
But all of the beauty her hands and imagination created, it was nothing compared to the sight before his eyes. She was moving---a sort of seductive dance---from table to table. Helping customers, telling stories, laughing at jokes. She fit there.
She fit just as comfortably in the role as she would into his life.
Elizabeth Webber would be his. She wanted to be his, he could see it, feel it, taste her.
While watching her was an intoxicating pleasure all on its own, he needed to get closer. He didn't want to just imagine her scent; he wanted to smell it. He didn't just want to hear the imitation of her voice that haunted his dreams; he wanted her to speak to him. He couldn't just remember how her hand had felt under his; he needed it there again.
He knew the moment she sensed him there because her head shot up and their eyes met. He felt her need pour into him. He had to touch her, had to feel the sizzle of their connection.
He followed her to the counter, sat on the stool across from where she stood. "Good morning, Elizabeth."
"Mr. Alcazar." Her voice was cold. She was still trying to deny her feelings. It was okay. He could play "Cat and Mouse" a little while longer.
"So impersonal. My friends use my first name, Elizabeth. Just call me Lorenzo."
He placed his hand over hers, but she pulled away instantly. "Well, Mr. Alcazar, I'm not your friend, nor do I wish to be."
That's when he saw it. On her left hand, her ring finger, the diamond winked at him.
"That wasn't there before." He motioned to it.
She looked at the weight on her hand, examined it, smiled at it. She was taunting him, driving him crazy. He didn't like it.
"Ric just proposed last night." The smile vanished when she met his gaze again. "What can I get for you?"
"Elizabeth, why must you see me in such a negative light? I'm not at all the monster I can only imagine Ric." he uttered the name with nothing but disgust, "has painted me to be."
Her eyebrow raised, a scowl took hold of her face. "Then why are you here?"
"I've already told you. I'm just trying to make right what."
"No." She held up a hand to him. "Why are you here---in Kelly's---talking to me?"
Now we're getting to it, he thought with a secret grin. "I happen to enjoy your company, Elizabeth."
She smiled now, but it wasn't a friendly, loving smile like talking about Ric invoked, it was caustic, mocking. "Right. You just happen to enjoy the company of the fiancee to a man who loathes you---and from what I can see--- you feel the same about."
"I can't help that you have bad taste in lovers."
Her laugh was sarcastic to match her smile. "All right. Okay. I don't have time for this. Are you going to order?"
He thought about pushing, but it was no use at the moment. "Club sandwich, baked chips, diet coke." If he couldn't talk to her, he could at least watch her while he ate.
And that's just what he did.
When he was finishing up the last of his chips---when there was no way of breaking them in half to prolong his stay---Jason's blonde bimbo strolled into the diner. She had her jacket off and thrown in the back, before she noticed Lorenzo.
"What are you doing here?" She remarked, an annoying ring to her voice. She looked at Elizabeth. "You served him?"
"He's a customer, Courtney." Elizabeth made her way around the counter to take his plate. He didn't take his eyes off of her.
"Yeah, a crazy, psycho kind of customer." Did she realize how immature and retarded she sounded?
"Um.Miss Matthews?" Lorenzo started.
She thrust her left hand in front of him. "Soon to be Mrs. Morgan." She sent a cold, victorious look toward Elizabeth, who returned it with a casual laugh.
"Well, Miss Matthews---soon-to-be Mrs. Morgan," He noticed Elizabeth's smile. It was an honest one, almost friendly, aimed at him. He made her smile. "I don't know what you've heard about me, but I'm not like my brother."
"Whatever." She quickly glanced back at Elizabeth, then addressed Lorenzo. "But if you're looking for a little PC love, you've come to the right place. Elizabeth likes herself a crazy, psycho kind of customer. Hey, she went after Ric."
He would have been okay with the Ric bashing had it not been for the pained look on Elizabeth's face.
"Well, I can't say I disagree with you about Ric, but are you aware that your own fiancee is a bit out there himself?"
Elizabeth laughed this time. He made her laugh. He was making progress.
Courtney, however, wasn't pleased. "My Jason is not a psycho." She emphasized 'my' and 'Jason.' Was she that insecure about Jason and Elizabeth's past?
"Well, he does kill people to make money for someone else. I don't think that makes him the sharpest tool in the shed."
Courtney seemed to roll the comment around in her head a few times before grunting loudly and storming out into the dining area to take orders.
Lorenzo turned back to Elizabeth. "Is she always so."
"Ridiculous? Annoying? Obnoxious?" She shook her head. "I'm afraid so." She studied him. "Lorenzo, I don't buy why you're in town."
He tried to speak, but she cut him off. "I can understand why you'd want to avenge your brother's death, but there's nothing to avenge. You're brother was a sick, cruel man. He tried to kill my friend. He had us both locked in a crypt. He went after two men because the woman he was obsessed with happened to have loved them at one time in her life.
"I'm going to give you the benefit of the doubt. I'm going to believe that maybe you didn't know your brother. But I saw what he was capable of. Believe me, he wasn't a man worth avenging for."
"As I've said before, I know exactly the kind of man my brother was. And I'm not here to avenge his death, I'm here to try and right his wrongs."
With that, he smiled quickly, dropped a twenty on the counter, and walked out the door.
She didn't understand. She didn't know what obsession could do to a man. His brother was merely a victim of obsession, need. Sonny Corinthos, Jason Morgan, they weren't good people. They deserved to die, even if not for Luis's death. And Alexis Davis? She is a murderer. Murderers should be in prison. So when they get off on a technicality, just has to be served in another way. Jasper Jacks? He destroys lives everyday by ripping apart companies to earn a quick buck. And Brenda Barrett? She was too beautiful for her own good, and she knew it. She wrapped Luis around her little finger and drove him to madness.
No, Elizabeth didn't understand. But she would. Lorenzo would make sure of it.
~*~
Brenda tried to open her eyes, but her head throbbed. Her muscles ached, her nose burned. Something was wrong.
She tried to raise her hand to her face, but her arm wouldn't move. It was.her arms were tied together.
She ignored the pain and opened her eyes this time, looked around. She was in a small room lying on a long, red, cushioned bench. There was a matching one across from her. The walls were lined with small, circular windows. It was a plane, her mind realized. She was tied up, drugged up, and on a plane.
Lorenzo Alcazar has found you.
The words whispered in her head. That's what the man who grabbed her said. He wrapped his arm around her waist and covered her mouth with a rag. The fumes knocked her out, they put her on this plane, and they brought her.where?
She slowly rose to look out of the window behind her. It was an airport.an abandoned airport. But where was it?
"The outskirts of Port Charles."
She heard his voice behind her. She could never forget that voice. Dark, cold, hard. It was so different than Luis's was. Luis loved her, Lorenzo thought of her as just a weakness his brother could live without.
She turned to look at him. God, he looked exactly like Luis, though. You could put them together, and only the eyes would give them away. Lorenzo's were just like his voice.
"I bet you're wondering why you're here."
"It had." her voice cracked, she cleared it. "The thought had crossed my mind."
He smiled. "We're going to play a little game."
"What kind of a game?"
Her pulse escalated has he paced toward her, sat beside her. She jerked away when he tried to brush her hair from her eye.
He smiled again. "So jumpy. Relax, Brenda. You're safe. I could never live with myself if I hurt my brother's love."
"Then what do you want with me?"
"I said we're going to play a game." He stood, walked to the bar at the end of the room and fixed a drink. He looked back at her. "You want?"
She said nothing, just stared at him.
"Guess not."
When he finished off his drink, slowly, he leaned against the wall, studied her carefully. She studied him right back. "You're beautiful, you know that, Brenda?" He walked back to her. "Perfect body," His hand skimmed over her leg, up her back. "Beautiful face," His thumb gently traced her cheek. "Soft hair," He tangled his fingers in her long, brunette locks. "Tasty lips," He jerked her head back. "I could eat you alive."
"I always figured you for the rapist type." Brenda tried to sound strong, but really she was scared out of her mind.
He just laughed. "Don't worry, Brenda. I wouldn't waist a perfectly good hard-on on you." He laughed again and stood.
Brenda straightened herself and looked at him. "So what game are you planning to play with me?"
His smile was wicked, excited. "You and I, Brenda, are going to finish what my brother started."
"What are you talking about?" Luis had planned to kill Sonny and Jax. So Lorenzo was going to finish the job?
"By the look on your face, I can tell I don't have to answer that question. But don't worry. The fun won't stop there. Not only are we going to kill Corinthos and Jacks, but there's also Alexis Davis, the woman who killed my brother."
"She was crazy. She has multiply personalities. It wasn't her fault."
He was cold again. "Yet, my brother is dead all the same. Didn't you care at all for Luis?"
"Of course I did. At one time I loved him. That was before I found out he lied to me about being sick. He made me think I was dying!"
"Only because he loved you." Brenda realized Lorenzo believed that was a good enough reason. "Do you know Ric Lansing?"
"Yeah." She answered, confused. "He used to work for Luis. He was in Port Charles before I left. He's the one who cleared Jason and me for Luis's murder."
"Well, if you remember, he stole from my brother and me. You and I are going to get rid of him, too."
"Quit saying you and me. I'm not a part of this."
"Oh, but that's part of the game. You're going to be right there with me." He knelt in front of her. "You get to watch."
She looked away. "You're sick."
He contemplated that. "No." His cold eyes pinned her again. "I'm just out to avenge my brother's death."
~*~
Elizabeth looked down at her ring again and smiled. She was engaged. She was gong to marry the man of her dreams. Everything in her life was finally just right.
"Oh my God. Is that from Ric?"
Well, almost everything. She still had to work with the stupid blond.
"Yes. He proposed last night." Oh, even Courtney wasn't going to ruin her good mood.
"Well, you can pick'em." She started wiping down the counter, but she really just pushed the crumbs around in a circle. Elizabeth hated working with Courtney. After what, almost a year, she was still terrible at her job.
"Well, I seem to be happy with my pick, so I guess that's all that matters."
Courtney laughed. "So, how long until you get rid of Ric for.Lorenzo?"
"Well, since I'm in love with Ric, I won't be leaving him for.Lorenzo." Elizabeth mimicked the way Courtney said Alcazar's first name. And since she was in such a good mood, going a few rounds with the blond seemed like a fun idea. "Of course, I can understand why you'd think jumping men is something expected. I mean, you didn't even wait for your divorce with AJ to come through before you were in bed with Jason."
She stuck her nose in the air. "Jason and I were in love."
"Ric and I ARE in love. And I, unlike you, wouldn't agree to, or go through with a marriage with a man I didn't love."
"I loved AJ until he stalked me."
Elizabeth sighed. "Come on, Courtney. You knew AJ was messed up when you married him. If you really loved him, you would have stood by him, tried to understand why he felt the need to go to such drastic measures to prove to you that he loved you. I mean, if you wouldn't have been all over Jason when you were married to AJ, he wouldn't."
"Oh, it always comes back to me going after Jason when you had marked your territory. I didn't go after Jason, Elizabeth. He came after me!"
Elizabeth laughed. "Don't you get it? It doesn't matter. You saved me from a terrible life with someone I had luke-warm feelings for. If I had still been with him, I might have missed out on the love of my life."
Courtney rolled her eyes. "And what a life you'll have."
"Yeah, a life full of happiness. You should understand. If you love Jason like you say you do, you would understand."
"I love Jason." She snapped.
"Well, does Jason feel the same way?" Elizabeth snapped back.
"Are you trying to say Jason doesn't love me? Because he does."
"Then if that's true, why do you care about Ric and me?"
"I don't." Courtney huffed, then went back to waiting tables.
Less than five minutes later, Carly walked into the diner, and Courtney was at her side.
"Hey Carly. Guess who was just here?"
"Who?" Elizabeth could see the annoyance in Carly's face. She couldn't believe she'd never noticed it before. She assumed Sonny, Carly, Jason, and Courtney were a happy little mob family.
"Lorenzo Alcazar. And he was all over Elizabeth."
Carly sat at the counter and raised an eyebrow toward Elizabeth. "Is that true?"
"No. He was here. I think he's just hanging around me to get at Ric."
"Liz, you need to be careful. I saw the way he looked at you yesterday."
Elizabeth felt uneasy. "What do you mean?"
"Didn't you feel it?" Carly grabbed her hand. "It was obsessive, possessive. It was creepy, Liz."
"No, it's just to get to Ric. That's all." Elizabeth wasn't sure if she was trying to convince Carly, or herself. But she was very sure of her stomach tying into knots.
TBC
~*~Chapter 10~*~
Lorenzo watched her through the window of Kelly's. He'd wondered, at first, why a woman with as much talent as her would be wasting her time as a waitress in this whole in the ground diner. Her artwork was powerful, passionate, yet innocent and pure.
He'd broken into her studio the night before. Of course he hadn't thought of it as breaking in. He was simply excepting the invitation her eyes had offered him. He could tell she wanted him, he could feel it. Even the painting that sat on her easel unfinished called to him. She'd crafted it for him to find.
But all of the beauty her hands and imagination created, it was nothing compared to the sight before his eyes. She was moving---a sort of seductive dance---from table to table. Helping customers, telling stories, laughing at jokes. She fit there.
She fit just as comfortably in the role as she would into his life.
Elizabeth Webber would be his. She wanted to be his, he could see it, feel it, taste her.
While watching her was an intoxicating pleasure all on its own, he needed to get closer. He didn't want to just imagine her scent; he wanted to smell it. He didn't just want to hear the imitation of her voice that haunted his dreams; he wanted her to speak to him. He couldn't just remember how her hand had felt under his; he needed it there again.
He knew the moment she sensed him there because her head shot up and their eyes met. He felt her need pour into him. He had to touch her, had to feel the sizzle of their connection.
He followed her to the counter, sat on the stool across from where she stood. "Good morning, Elizabeth."
"Mr. Alcazar." Her voice was cold. She was still trying to deny her feelings. It was okay. He could play "Cat and Mouse" a little while longer.
"So impersonal. My friends use my first name, Elizabeth. Just call me Lorenzo."
He placed his hand over hers, but she pulled away instantly. "Well, Mr. Alcazar, I'm not your friend, nor do I wish to be."
That's when he saw it. On her left hand, her ring finger, the diamond winked at him.
"That wasn't there before." He motioned to it.
She looked at the weight on her hand, examined it, smiled at it. She was taunting him, driving him crazy. He didn't like it.
"Ric just proposed last night." The smile vanished when she met his gaze again. "What can I get for you?"
"Elizabeth, why must you see me in such a negative light? I'm not at all the monster I can only imagine Ric." he uttered the name with nothing but disgust, "has painted me to be."
Her eyebrow raised, a scowl took hold of her face. "Then why are you here?"
"I've already told you. I'm just trying to make right what."
"No." She held up a hand to him. "Why are you here---in Kelly's---talking to me?"
Now we're getting to it, he thought with a secret grin. "I happen to enjoy your company, Elizabeth."
She smiled now, but it wasn't a friendly, loving smile like talking about Ric invoked, it was caustic, mocking. "Right. You just happen to enjoy the company of the fiancee to a man who loathes you---and from what I can see--- you feel the same about."
"I can't help that you have bad taste in lovers."
Her laugh was sarcastic to match her smile. "All right. Okay. I don't have time for this. Are you going to order?"
He thought about pushing, but it was no use at the moment. "Club sandwich, baked chips, diet coke." If he couldn't talk to her, he could at least watch her while he ate.
And that's just what he did.
When he was finishing up the last of his chips---when there was no way of breaking them in half to prolong his stay---Jason's blonde bimbo strolled into the diner. She had her jacket off and thrown in the back, before she noticed Lorenzo.
"What are you doing here?" She remarked, an annoying ring to her voice. She looked at Elizabeth. "You served him?"
"He's a customer, Courtney." Elizabeth made her way around the counter to take his plate. He didn't take his eyes off of her.
"Yeah, a crazy, psycho kind of customer." Did she realize how immature and retarded she sounded?
"Um.Miss Matthews?" Lorenzo started.
She thrust her left hand in front of him. "Soon to be Mrs. Morgan." She sent a cold, victorious look toward Elizabeth, who returned it with a casual laugh.
"Well, Miss Matthews---soon-to-be Mrs. Morgan," He noticed Elizabeth's smile. It was an honest one, almost friendly, aimed at him. He made her smile. "I don't know what you've heard about me, but I'm not like my brother."
"Whatever." She quickly glanced back at Elizabeth, then addressed Lorenzo. "But if you're looking for a little PC love, you've come to the right place. Elizabeth likes herself a crazy, psycho kind of customer. Hey, she went after Ric."
He would have been okay with the Ric bashing had it not been for the pained look on Elizabeth's face.
"Well, I can't say I disagree with you about Ric, but are you aware that your own fiancee is a bit out there himself?"
Elizabeth laughed this time. He made her laugh. He was making progress.
Courtney, however, wasn't pleased. "My Jason is not a psycho." She emphasized 'my' and 'Jason.' Was she that insecure about Jason and Elizabeth's past?
"Well, he does kill people to make money for someone else. I don't think that makes him the sharpest tool in the shed."
Courtney seemed to roll the comment around in her head a few times before grunting loudly and storming out into the dining area to take orders.
Lorenzo turned back to Elizabeth. "Is she always so."
"Ridiculous? Annoying? Obnoxious?" She shook her head. "I'm afraid so." She studied him. "Lorenzo, I don't buy why you're in town."
He tried to speak, but she cut him off. "I can understand why you'd want to avenge your brother's death, but there's nothing to avenge. You're brother was a sick, cruel man. He tried to kill my friend. He had us both locked in a crypt. He went after two men because the woman he was obsessed with happened to have loved them at one time in her life.
"I'm going to give you the benefit of the doubt. I'm going to believe that maybe you didn't know your brother. But I saw what he was capable of. Believe me, he wasn't a man worth avenging for."
"As I've said before, I know exactly the kind of man my brother was. And I'm not here to avenge his death, I'm here to try and right his wrongs."
With that, he smiled quickly, dropped a twenty on the counter, and walked out the door.
She didn't understand. She didn't know what obsession could do to a man. His brother was merely a victim of obsession, need. Sonny Corinthos, Jason Morgan, they weren't good people. They deserved to die, even if not for Luis's death. And Alexis Davis? She is a murderer. Murderers should be in prison. So when they get off on a technicality, just has to be served in another way. Jasper Jacks? He destroys lives everyday by ripping apart companies to earn a quick buck. And Brenda Barrett? She was too beautiful for her own good, and she knew it. She wrapped Luis around her little finger and drove him to madness.
No, Elizabeth didn't understand. But she would. Lorenzo would make sure of it.
~*~
Brenda tried to open her eyes, but her head throbbed. Her muscles ached, her nose burned. Something was wrong.
She tried to raise her hand to her face, but her arm wouldn't move. It was.her arms were tied together.
She ignored the pain and opened her eyes this time, looked around. She was in a small room lying on a long, red, cushioned bench. There was a matching one across from her. The walls were lined with small, circular windows. It was a plane, her mind realized. She was tied up, drugged up, and on a plane.
Lorenzo Alcazar has found you.
The words whispered in her head. That's what the man who grabbed her said. He wrapped his arm around her waist and covered her mouth with a rag. The fumes knocked her out, they put her on this plane, and they brought her.where?
She slowly rose to look out of the window behind her. It was an airport.an abandoned airport. But where was it?
"The outskirts of Port Charles."
She heard his voice behind her. She could never forget that voice. Dark, cold, hard. It was so different than Luis's was. Luis loved her, Lorenzo thought of her as just a weakness his brother could live without.
She turned to look at him. God, he looked exactly like Luis, though. You could put them together, and only the eyes would give them away. Lorenzo's were just like his voice.
"I bet you're wondering why you're here."
"It had." her voice cracked, she cleared it. "The thought had crossed my mind."
He smiled. "We're going to play a little game."
"What kind of a game?"
Her pulse escalated has he paced toward her, sat beside her. She jerked away when he tried to brush her hair from her eye.
He smiled again. "So jumpy. Relax, Brenda. You're safe. I could never live with myself if I hurt my brother's love."
"Then what do you want with me?"
"I said we're going to play a game." He stood, walked to the bar at the end of the room and fixed a drink. He looked back at her. "You want?"
She said nothing, just stared at him.
"Guess not."
When he finished off his drink, slowly, he leaned against the wall, studied her carefully. She studied him right back. "You're beautiful, you know that, Brenda?" He walked back to her. "Perfect body," His hand skimmed over her leg, up her back. "Beautiful face," His thumb gently traced her cheek. "Soft hair," He tangled his fingers in her long, brunette locks. "Tasty lips," He jerked her head back. "I could eat you alive."
"I always figured you for the rapist type." Brenda tried to sound strong, but really she was scared out of her mind.
He just laughed. "Don't worry, Brenda. I wouldn't waist a perfectly good hard-on on you." He laughed again and stood.
Brenda straightened herself and looked at him. "So what game are you planning to play with me?"
His smile was wicked, excited. "You and I, Brenda, are going to finish what my brother started."
"What are you talking about?" Luis had planned to kill Sonny and Jax. So Lorenzo was going to finish the job?
"By the look on your face, I can tell I don't have to answer that question. But don't worry. The fun won't stop there. Not only are we going to kill Corinthos and Jacks, but there's also Alexis Davis, the woman who killed my brother."
"She was crazy. She has multiply personalities. It wasn't her fault."
He was cold again. "Yet, my brother is dead all the same. Didn't you care at all for Luis?"
"Of course I did. At one time I loved him. That was before I found out he lied to me about being sick. He made me think I was dying!"
"Only because he loved you." Brenda realized Lorenzo believed that was a good enough reason. "Do you know Ric Lansing?"
"Yeah." She answered, confused. "He used to work for Luis. He was in Port Charles before I left. He's the one who cleared Jason and me for Luis's murder."
"Well, if you remember, he stole from my brother and me. You and I are going to get rid of him, too."
"Quit saying you and me. I'm not a part of this."
"Oh, but that's part of the game. You're going to be right there with me." He knelt in front of her. "You get to watch."
She looked away. "You're sick."
He contemplated that. "No." His cold eyes pinned her again. "I'm just out to avenge my brother's death."
~*~
Elizabeth looked down at her ring again and smiled. She was engaged. She was gong to marry the man of her dreams. Everything in her life was finally just right.
"Oh my God. Is that from Ric?"
Well, almost everything. She still had to work with the stupid blond.
"Yes. He proposed last night." Oh, even Courtney wasn't going to ruin her good mood.
"Well, you can pick'em." She started wiping down the counter, but she really just pushed the crumbs around in a circle. Elizabeth hated working with Courtney. After what, almost a year, she was still terrible at her job.
"Well, I seem to be happy with my pick, so I guess that's all that matters."
Courtney laughed. "So, how long until you get rid of Ric for.Lorenzo?"
"Well, since I'm in love with Ric, I won't be leaving him for.Lorenzo." Elizabeth mimicked the way Courtney said Alcazar's first name. And since she was in such a good mood, going a few rounds with the blond seemed like a fun idea. "Of course, I can understand why you'd think jumping men is something expected. I mean, you didn't even wait for your divorce with AJ to come through before you were in bed with Jason."
She stuck her nose in the air. "Jason and I were in love."
"Ric and I ARE in love. And I, unlike you, wouldn't agree to, or go through with a marriage with a man I didn't love."
"I loved AJ until he stalked me."
Elizabeth sighed. "Come on, Courtney. You knew AJ was messed up when you married him. If you really loved him, you would have stood by him, tried to understand why he felt the need to go to such drastic measures to prove to you that he loved you. I mean, if you wouldn't have been all over Jason when you were married to AJ, he wouldn't."
"Oh, it always comes back to me going after Jason when you had marked your territory. I didn't go after Jason, Elizabeth. He came after me!"
Elizabeth laughed. "Don't you get it? It doesn't matter. You saved me from a terrible life with someone I had luke-warm feelings for. If I had still been with him, I might have missed out on the love of my life."
Courtney rolled her eyes. "And what a life you'll have."
"Yeah, a life full of happiness. You should understand. If you love Jason like you say you do, you would understand."
"I love Jason." She snapped.
"Well, does Jason feel the same way?" Elizabeth snapped back.
"Are you trying to say Jason doesn't love me? Because he does."
"Then if that's true, why do you care about Ric and me?"
"I don't." Courtney huffed, then went back to waiting tables.
Less than five minutes later, Carly walked into the diner, and Courtney was at her side.
"Hey Carly. Guess who was just here?"
"Who?" Elizabeth could see the annoyance in Carly's face. She couldn't believe she'd never noticed it before. She assumed Sonny, Carly, Jason, and Courtney were a happy little mob family.
"Lorenzo Alcazar. And he was all over Elizabeth."
Carly sat at the counter and raised an eyebrow toward Elizabeth. "Is that true?"
"No. He was here. I think he's just hanging around me to get at Ric."
"Liz, you need to be careful. I saw the way he looked at you yesterday."
Elizabeth felt uneasy. "What do you mean?"
"Didn't you feel it?" Carly grabbed her hand. "It was obsessive, possessive. It was creepy, Liz."
"No, it's just to get to Ric. That's all." Elizabeth wasn't sure if she was trying to convince Carly, or herself. But she was very sure of her stomach tying into knots.
TBC