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The time still continued to pass without a hitch. There were no answers, only a whole lot of questions. Damian still had not gone back into the room to be with Michael, he couldn't bring himself to face Sonny again. He was avoiding a confrontation. He seemed to be doing that more and more these days. As if being in this town had taken away the part of him that wouldn't let anyone tell him what to do and how to do it. He had lost his way in Port Charles. He should have never come to that place. It cost him more than he ever thought it would. Yet he made the choice, knowing of the possible consequences, or at least what he thought could happen. Granted, he never thought that things could get this hectic. He wanted to leave. Give up on everything that he thought had value in his life. Start over. But he couldn't. There were people who cared about him, and he realized that. He wasn't the type of person that would let others suffer for his own shortcomings. Courtney, Bobbie, Maxie, Elizabeth, Michael. Leaving them all without anything, not even an explanation, wouldn't be fair. He'd stay, putting their happiness ahead of his own. It was the only way he could stay. He didn't believe Sonny's story. He didn't believe that his life had been such a huge lie. But was it more disbelief, or denial? He didn't know the answer to that. He doubted that he ever would. His grandfather had always been such a kind and caring person, the best man that he had ever met before in his life. Elias was the perfect person, always willing to help other people if they needed it, giving them the shirt of his back if they needed it. But there was a life that was led before Damian was even thought of. People had entirely different lifestyles before they became parents. If they let the responsibility sink in, they became changed people. Elias, was he one of them? Was he really a mobster before he fell in love? Before he became a father? When Michael was well, Damian would find a way to get the answers he needed. He wouldn't call them up, it wasn't the type of thing that was asked over the phone. 'Hey, Papi, have you been lying to me my whole life? Were you really a hell-raising mobster back in the day?' That certainly wouldn't go over well if it were asked over the phone. Let alone the fact that Damian could tell when his grandfather was lying to him. As long as he saw the man's face. There was no amount of denial that could change the truth, especially if Damian saw it. He was getting ahead of himself, though. His problems weren't important, Michael was.
"I didn't expect that I'd find you here, Mr. Zuniga. I would have much rather pictured you inside your brother's room with the rest of your family."
Damian turned around and saw the man, that strange man that always appeared when he wasn't expected. "Mr. Alcazar, right?" Damian asked, still unnerved at the man and his strange tactics.
"That is correct." Lorenzo smiled.
"Please, call me Damian. Mr. Zuniga is something that people reserve for my grandfather."
"If you insist."
"I do."
Lorenzo nodded, it wasn't the reason why he was at the hospital anyway. "How is young Michael?"
"How do you know my brother?" Damian asked.
"Carly and I are acquaintances." Lorenzo delivered the line with a baffling straight face. But he wasn't going to throw away the advantage he had. If Damian was not yet aware of his activities and how they were often intertwined with Sonny's expenditures, more power to him.
Damian was wondering how Carly could be so critical of him, but even be friends with someone that was as shady as Lorenzo appeared. He concluded that she must have been cursed with incredibly low standards of anyone that wasn't named Damian Zuniga. But the answer was acceptable, he had no reason to believe that Carly wasn't friends with him. "Did she tell you of Michael's condition?"
Lorenzo chuckled, "No, she did not. I found out through other means."
Damian cocked an eyebrow, "Are you always so cryptic?"
"It is not my intent to be cryptic, Damian. I can assure you of that. My apologies for leading you to believe that I am."
Damian shook his head, "No, it's my fault. I've just been really stressed today. I should be the one to apologize." He stopped for a second. "Michael's condition hasn't changed at all since they brought him in this morning. We don't have any idea what's going on, but we're all still here."
"It would be wise of Corinthos to make sure that his son had around the clock protection."
"Why would he need that?" Damian wondered.
"Surely you cannot be blind towards your father's activities on a daily basis, Damian. Sonny has a lot of enemies, and his child being vulnerable like he is right now makes Sonny all the more open for attack."
"They wouldn't," Damian said. "They wouldn't drag Michael into a war that they have with Sonny, would they?"
"I'm afraid they would," Lorenzo informed him. "You see, in the world that Sonny has found himself thrust into there is no code. Anything can be used for leverage, anything at all."
"Like a virgin daughter?"
"I suppose so," Lorenzo quickly concurred. Seeing that Damian was busy thinking about the information that had just been given to him, Lorenzo changed the subject. "If I might ask a question of you?"
"What is it?"
"Why have you not responded to my offer? I don't mean to rush you, but I could use your talents in my line of work. I'd even be more than willing to pay for all your school expenses."
Damian was shocked, "You do realize how much medical school costs, don't you?"
Lorenzo grinned, "Money is of no concern to me. I have more than enough. What I look for is loyalty, and information. We don't have very many employees who are trained in the ways of medicine. You could be of a great help to me, once you became properly educated." Lorenzo pressed on, "Or has your father already stated that he will pay for everything as well?"
"I try not to be a charity project for anyone," Damian snapped. "Not my father, not you."
"I can assure you that my involvement in your education would not be a charity. It would be the exact opposite." Lorenzo brought out his checkbook, "I would never expect you to pay me back in cash, but you would provide me with an invaluable service. You would repay the debt to me in your own manner, while still making a considerable about of money for your assistance." He took out a pen as well, "All I need is for you to say that you accept my offer."
Damian shook his head, "That's very kind of you, Mr. Alcazar, and I appreciate the offer more than you could imagine, but I've got a lot on my mind right now. As much as I hate to admit it, Medical School isn't a priority for me right now."
"Your brother will feel better before you know it," Lorenzo stated.
"I don't doubt that, but there is a lot more that's going on inside my head. I still want to be a doctor, but I don't know if I can do it."
"You can do whatever you set your mind on, Damian. You have endless potential."
Now Damian found himself even more unnerved by Lorenzo being around. "How can you be so sure?"
Again Lorenzo played Damian for a fool, "I've just been known to have a very good sense of character."
"Like hell you have!" Both turned over and saw Mike Corbin coming towards them. "You sick, demented criminal, get away from my grandson!"
"Hello, Mr. Corbin." Lorenzo said.
Mike was disgusted within seconds, "Look, if you don't leave right now, I'm going to call the police."
"For what?" Lorenzo wondered. "For coming to a public hospital and talking to your grandson with plenty of witnesses?"
"You're going to use this against Sonny like you do everything else!" Mike almost shouted, but didn't want to make that big of a scene.
Lorenzo sighed, "I had hoped that we could be beyond our petty differences for the health of your grandson, it looks like I was wrong."
"The only people who need to care about Michael are his family! Not the people the try and break that family apart." Mike got close into his face, "Leave."
"My offer still stands, Damian," Lorenzo walked off, not taking the elevator.
"What was he talking to you for?" Mike asked.
"We were just talking. He wanted to know about Michael."
"Never tell that man anything about our family!" Mike ordered. "That's Lorenzo Alcazar."
"I know who he is," Damian replied.
Mike shook his head, "No, you don't. Because if you did you wouldn't have told him a thing. Damian, that man kidnapped Carly from the room that Ric put her in and held her hostage on a yacht. He's fallen in love with her and has been stalking her since he came here. He's a criminal."
"Just like Sonny?"
Mike jerked his head back, "My son might have his flaws, but he isn't anywhere near as bad as Lorenzo."
"So, he's a mobster?" Damian asked.
"Yeah," Mike replied. "He's a mobster." Before he had a chance to blink, Damian walked past him. "Where are you going?"
Damian didn't answer his paternal grandfather. He'd tell Mike later. Right now he needed to catch up to Lorenzo. He walked as fast as he could without running, soon enough he had caught up. "Mr. Alcazar, please wait."
Alcazar smiled and turned around, "I wasn't expecting you to have an answer so quickly."
"I don't," Damian said. "I've got a question for you."
"Oh?"
"Elias Zuniga," Damian said the name of his grandfather. "Does that name mean anything to you?"
"Should it?"
"He's my grandfather," Damian informed him. "I want to know if his name means anything to you, or people like you."
Lorenzo thought about it, and he did have an answer. "When my brother was starting up in this craft of ours, that name had some prominence. It had quickly fallen out of the cycle, though."
"And what does that mean?"
"Usually that the person has been killed, or is at least no longer a factor in the overall workings of our business."
"But, he was, at one time, in the mob?" Damian was speechless, struggling for those small words.
Lorenzo nodded, "That would be the likely conclusion. I would have thought you'd have known."
"I didn't," Damian turned around. "Thank you for the information."
As he made his way back to the lobby he saw Mike and Sonny talking to one another. They both turned when they saw him. Sonny was furious, "What the hell were you doing, talking to Lorenzo Alcazar!"
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The time still continued to pass without a hitch. There were no answers, only a whole lot of questions. Damian still had not gone back into the room to be with Michael, he couldn't bring himself to face Sonny again. He was avoiding a confrontation. He seemed to be doing that more and more these days. As if being in this town had taken away the part of him that wouldn't let anyone tell him what to do and how to do it. He had lost his way in Port Charles. He should have never come to that place. It cost him more than he ever thought it would. Yet he made the choice, knowing of the possible consequences, or at least what he thought could happen. Granted, he never thought that things could get this hectic. He wanted to leave. Give up on everything that he thought had value in his life. Start over. But he couldn't. There were people who cared about him, and he realized that. He wasn't the type of person that would let others suffer for his own shortcomings. Courtney, Bobbie, Maxie, Elizabeth, Michael. Leaving them all without anything, not even an explanation, wouldn't be fair. He'd stay, putting their happiness ahead of his own. It was the only way he could stay. He didn't believe Sonny's story. He didn't believe that his life had been such a huge lie. But was it more disbelief, or denial? He didn't know the answer to that. He doubted that he ever would. His grandfather had always been such a kind and caring person, the best man that he had ever met before in his life. Elias was the perfect person, always willing to help other people if they needed it, giving them the shirt of his back if they needed it. But there was a life that was led before Damian was even thought of. People had entirely different lifestyles before they became parents. If they let the responsibility sink in, they became changed people. Elias, was he one of them? Was he really a mobster before he fell in love? Before he became a father? When Michael was well, Damian would find a way to get the answers he needed. He wouldn't call them up, it wasn't the type of thing that was asked over the phone. 'Hey, Papi, have you been lying to me my whole life? Were you really a hell-raising mobster back in the day?' That certainly wouldn't go over well if it were asked over the phone. Let alone the fact that Damian could tell when his grandfather was lying to him. As long as he saw the man's face. There was no amount of denial that could change the truth, especially if Damian saw it. He was getting ahead of himself, though. His problems weren't important, Michael was.
"I didn't expect that I'd find you here, Mr. Zuniga. I would have much rather pictured you inside your brother's room with the rest of your family."
Damian turned around and saw the man, that strange man that always appeared when he wasn't expected. "Mr. Alcazar, right?" Damian asked, still unnerved at the man and his strange tactics.
"That is correct." Lorenzo smiled.
"Please, call me Damian. Mr. Zuniga is something that people reserve for my grandfather."
"If you insist."
"I do."
Lorenzo nodded, it wasn't the reason why he was at the hospital anyway. "How is young Michael?"
"How do you know my brother?" Damian asked.
"Carly and I are acquaintances." Lorenzo delivered the line with a baffling straight face. But he wasn't going to throw away the advantage he had. If Damian was not yet aware of his activities and how they were often intertwined with Sonny's expenditures, more power to him.
Damian was wondering how Carly could be so critical of him, but even be friends with someone that was as shady as Lorenzo appeared. He concluded that she must have been cursed with incredibly low standards of anyone that wasn't named Damian Zuniga. But the answer was acceptable, he had no reason to believe that Carly wasn't friends with him. "Did she tell you of Michael's condition?"
Lorenzo chuckled, "No, she did not. I found out through other means."
Damian cocked an eyebrow, "Are you always so cryptic?"
"It is not my intent to be cryptic, Damian. I can assure you of that. My apologies for leading you to believe that I am."
Damian shook his head, "No, it's my fault. I've just been really stressed today. I should be the one to apologize." He stopped for a second. "Michael's condition hasn't changed at all since they brought him in this morning. We don't have any idea what's going on, but we're all still here."
"It would be wise of Corinthos to make sure that his son had around the clock protection."
"Why would he need that?" Damian wondered.
"Surely you cannot be blind towards your father's activities on a daily basis, Damian. Sonny has a lot of enemies, and his child being vulnerable like he is right now makes Sonny all the more open for attack."
"They wouldn't," Damian said. "They wouldn't drag Michael into a war that they have with Sonny, would they?"
"I'm afraid they would," Lorenzo informed him. "You see, in the world that Sonny has found himself thrust into there is no code. Anything can be used for leverage, anything at all."
"Like a virgin daughter?"
"I suppose so," Lorenzo quickly concurred. Seeing that Damian was busy thinking about the information that had just been given to him, Lorenzo changed the subject. "If I might ask a question of you?"
"What is it?"
"Why have you not responded to my offer? I don't mean to rush you, but I could use your talents in my line of work. I'd even be more than willing to pay for all your school expenses."
Damian was shocked, "You do realize how much medical school costs, don't you?"
Lorenzo grinned, "Money is of no concern to me. I have more than enough. What I look for is loyalty, and information. We don't have very many employees who are trained in the ways of medicine. You could be of a great help to me, once you became properly educated." Lorenzo pressed on, "Or has your father already stated that he will pay for everything as well?"
"I try not to be a charity project for anyone," Damian snapped. "Not my father, not you."
"I can assure you that my involvement in your education would not be a charity. It would be the exact opposite." Lorenzo brought out his checkbook, "I would never expect you to pay me back in cash, but you would provide me with an invaluable service. You would repay the debt to me in your own manner, while still making a considerable about of money for your assistance." He took out a pen as well, "All I need is for you to say that you accept my offer."
Damian shook his head, "That's very kind of you, Mr. Alcazar, and I appreciate the offer more than you could imagine, but I've got a lot on my mind right now. As much as I hate to admit it, Medical School isn't a priority for me right now."
"Your brother will feel better before you know it," Lorenzo stated.
"I don't doubt that, but there is a lot more that's going on inside my head. I still want to be a doctor, but I don't know if I can do it."
"You can do whatever you set your mind on, Damian. You have endless potential."
Now Damian found himself even more unnerved by Lorenzo being around. "How can you be so sure?"
Again Lorenzo played Damian for a fool, "I've just been known to have a very good sense of character."
"Like hell you have!" Both turned over and saw Mike Corbin coming towards them. "You sick, demented criminal, get away from my grandson!"
"Hello, Mr. Corbin." Lorenzo said.
Mike was disgusted within seconds, "Look, if you don't leave right now, I'm going to call the police."
"For what?" Lorenzo wondered. "For coming to a public hospital and talking to your grandson with plenty of witnesses?"
"You're going to use this against Sonny like you do everything else!" Mike almost shouted, but didn't want to make that big of a scene.
Lorenzo sighed, "I had hoped that we could be beyond our petty differences for the health of your grandson, it looks like I was wrong."
"The only people who need to care about Michael are his family! Not the people the try and break that family apart." Mike got close into his face, "Leave."
"My offer still stands, Damian," Lorenzo walked off, not taking the elevator.
"What was he talking to you for?" Mike asked.
"We were just talking. He wanted to know about Michael."
"Never tell that man anything about our family!" Mike ordered. "That's Lorenzo Alcazar."
"I know who he is," Damian replied.
Mike shook his head, "No, you don't. Because if you did you wouldn't have told him a thing. Damian, that man kidnapped Carly from the room that Ric put her in and held her hostage on a yacht. He's fallen in love with her and has been stalking her since he came here. He's a criminal."
"Just like Sonny?"
Mike jerked his head back, "My son might have his flaws, but he isn't anywhere near as bad as Lorenzo."
"So, he's a mobster?" Damian asked.
"Yeah," Mike replied. "He's a mobster." Before he had a chance to blink, Damian walked past him. "Where are you going?"
Damian didn't answer his paternal grandfather. He'd tell Mike later. Right now he needed to catch up to Lorenzo. He walked as fast as he could without running, soon enough he had caught up. "Mr. Alcazar, please wait."
Alcazar smiled and turned around, "I wasn't expecting you to have an answer so quickly."
"I don't," Damian said. "I've got a question for you."
"Oh?"
"Elias Zuniga," Damian said the name of his grandfather. "Does that name mean anything to you?"
"Should it?"
"He's my grandfather," Damian informed him. "I want to know if his name means anything to you, or people like you."
Lorenzo thought about it, and he did have an answer. "When my brother was starting up in this craft of ours, that name had some prominence. It had quickly fallen out of the cycle, though."
"And what does that mean?"
"Usually that the person has been killed, or is at least no longer a factor in the overall workings of our business."
"But, he was, at one time, in the mob?" Damian was speechless, struggling for those small words.
Lorenzo nodded, "That would be the likely conclusion. I would have thought you'd have known."
"I didn't," Damian turned around. "Thank you for the information."
As he made his way back to the lobby he saw Mike and Sonny talking to one another. They both turned when they saw him. Sonny was furious, "What the hell were you doing, talking to Lorenzo Alcazar!"