Chapter 14

The next day

Location- Caroline's

We should go away together, Jason's words kept running through Carly's mind as she walked into Caroline's the next day.

The idea of vacationing with him and the boys sounded like a hell of a good time. Jason had told her to pick anywhere on the map that she thought the boys might have fun.

Carly could see them in Mexico looking at Aztec ruins or in Africa, so Michael could see the places Jason read to him about as a baby. Anyplace they could all be together sounded like paradise to her.

But something tempered her excitement. On the car radio on the way to work she heard a newscaster announce, " Ambulances are being dispatched to the docks. Shots have been fired. One man is reported dead."

Jason is fine. It wasn't Jason shot, Carly chanted over and over in her head. She did this anytime there was a TV or radio breaking news report.

Certain headlines struck fear in her heart-

Man killed in motorcycle accident. Identity not released.

Shoot-out in the park. Police kill gunmen.

Explosion in warehouse kills 2 with ties to the Mob.

Don't let it be Jason, she would pray each time. If he is hurt let him live.

And so far, Carly liked to believe, her prayers were working.

Even God agreed she needed Jason in her life.

I need you

like water
Like breath

like rain


I need you like mercy
From heaven's gate


There's a freedom in your arms that carries me through


I need you

LeAnne Rimes lyrics

Jason ran down the docks at full speed, away from the police who would any minute now, he knew, find the dead man. He tossed his gun into the lake.

The cops would soon identify the mobster from Jersey, Jose Morales aka The Nephew, who lay there

with a his eyes open, a bullet between them.

Jason had not expected the confrontation to go down today. But he had known it would be soon, once he got the call this morning.

"Ya?" he answered the phone

"I lost him." said Frankie , the guy he had tailing Jose Morales. "He must have spotted me. Two cars blocked me in at an intersection and he got away."

"That's all I needed to know. He's on his way."

Jason disconnected that call and went to dial Sonny

when Lucky walked up to him.

"I'm taking you in for questioning on the string of mob related homicides that have taken place in the last month." Lucky said, " I have a witness who saw a man matching your description a block from one of the crime scenes."

"And what does that prove? If it was me, which we both know no one in this town will say it was, I could have been out on a walk."

"The man was running."

'Fine," Jason said shortly " Out on a jog."

"Let's go, Morgan."

Four hours later he was released, he called Sonny.

Carlos, who was guarding the door at Greystone,

said Mr. Corinthos was taking a nap. Jason ordered him woken up. Carlos admitted it was more like Sonny was passed out; he had been drinking since he woke up.

Jason went straight to the warehouse to talk to some

of the men and fill them in on what would go

down within a few hours or days, when Jose Morales made his move.

It would be smart of Morales to hit them in force but try to wait until they let down their guard.

An hour later, Jason came out of the Corinthos Morgan warehouse. Jose Morales stepped out of the shadow and pulled his gun.

Morales should had know it was suicide to come after Jason alone.

Sure, if Morales had pulled it off and killed Jason Morgan, the hit man who never missed his mark, Morales would have made his name on the streets.

He would had secured his new mob empire and taken Sonny's too, in time. But Morales had to know how slim his odds of walking away alive were.

Jason had his gun pointed at Morales' head a second

after he saw him, and Jason's men flooded out of the warehouse to back him up.

"Drop your -" Jason started

Morales cocked his weapon.