Dear Ms. Davis,
The PCPD sure has been quiet since you left. I almost get the urge to tell you that you are missed. But, then that would border on being an unprofessional remark, wouldn't it? Let's just leave it at there is less class around here now.
I had a visit from Ned Ashton today and he has asked me to write a letter of reference for Sonny Corinthos. As I told him this morning, that is just not something I care to do. However, there are a couple of things you might be interested to know regarding your former client. Since it has now become such a rare occasion that I see him, the times that I do seem to stick with me.
Like on the occasion of his last arrest for spousal abuse. Now, sure I know he was never one to raise a hand against a woman. But, he didn't have an alibi for the night in question. And he didn't put up much of a fight when we cuffed him. That surprised me. I put him in the cell and he just kind of stood in the middle of the room for a while breathing real deep. Looked like he was trying to make himself pass out. I figured if that was the way he wanted to pass the time, far be it from me to interfere with a man's right to serve his time in the manner of his own choosing.
What really stumped me though was his request the next day. I went down to check on him and see if he was ready to change his story. He looked like hell warmed over. Never seen him that messed up. I asked him if he was ok. You know what he asked me? He asked me to put a chair outside the door of his cell and just leave it there. Why do you reckon he did that? He didn't ask to see anyone, he just wanted that chair. I did what he asked and he seemed to settle down after that. He wouldn't explain the reason for the chair just started staring at it as if his life depended on it. It was really weird.
Now, you know I personally can't stand the man, but even I had to laugh at him last Christmas. You know how Dr. Hardy and Dr. Quartermaine always told the Christmas story for the kids. Well, Dr. Quartermaine couldn't make it last Christmas, so Bobbie started recruiting anyone she could find to fill in. I had to stop by the hospital to question a witness one evening and ran into her. I asked if she had been able to find someone yet and she said no, but she hadn't given up. Boy, I saw the look in her eye and turned to run for cover. I just knew she was fixing to try and recruit me. We both saw Sonny get off the elevator at the same time and she took off running toward him. I can still hear her now. Makes me laugh every time when I remember the look on his face. Needless to say, he was roped and couldn't do a thing about it.
I went by the hospital about the time the kids were supposed to gather. I couldn't resist. Seeing Sonny sitting in the middle of a bunch of kids reading a bedtime story was just more than I could pass up. And there he was pretty as you please and didn't look like he minded being there much. There was a kid sitting on each knee and about 30 more sitting around him.
I gotta tell you though, it wasn't so funny anymore when one little girl began crying in the middle of the story. The ornery cuss stopped everything and gave the story-book to the nearest person standing next to him. He set the kids that were in his lap down on the floor and went and picked up the little girl. She was a real cute little girl. She had chestnut brown hair with cute little dimples. Kinda reminded me of you. He walked her over to the waiting room and sat down with her and talked to her for the longest time. Didn't really hear what he said to her, but she quit crying immediately.
Haven't seen much of him over the past few years. He's kept pretty quiet. The activity on the docks is all but non-existent now. I hear he's trying to turn respectable. Well, I hope that's true for the good people of Port Charles. They deserve a break from the wars he was always precipitating. Haven't seen Jason at all since Sonny was released from jail. Seems he took off again. We don't miss him around the station either, but I guess that wouldn't be news to you.
Ashton, told me to tell you that it would be a good thing for you to come home now. But, since it is common knowledge that there are those here in town that would like to see some kind of reconciliation between you and one of your former clients (I'm not as dumb as some would like to think). I guess it would only be fair to send a record of his arrest report to you or rather the lack of a record. Like I said, he's kept his nose clean.
Until your inevitable return, I remain a bored
Detective Marcus Taggert