A/N: Thanks for the reviews. Here's Chapter 3. A little scare, a little confrontation, and a little trouble.

Chapter 3

God I hope this doesn't take long. She opens the front door, rushing in, almost knocking some young woman over in a black business suit.

"Sorry." The young woman speaks in a polite, but clearly aggravated tone.

Carly didn't have time for apologizes, she needed to know why the call she just gotten from her employee was so urgent. She heads to the front desk, seeing her front desk man clearly scared of something, but he he'd been through a lot in this hotel to know how to cover up his fear.

"So what's the emergency Randy?" Carly yawns alittle, exhausted from her daughter from keeping her up at night.

Randy looks around, searching for someone before his eyes landing back to his employer. "We have a bit of a situation, and you told me to call you when I had a deep suspicion about a guest in your hotel."

Immediately alarmed, Carly leans over to counter, making sure no one's listening in. "Who is it?"

Randy silently gulps nothing before continuing. "She left right after you walked in. Her name is Destiny Gloria." He pauses for a moment, afraid of his boss' reaction. "Ruiz."

Without thinking. "What room?"

Randy fumbles looking for a room key. "Room 503." He finds the key and hands it over. "Mrs. Jacks, do you think it's wise to search her room. What if she comes back?"

"That's why you have my cell number." Carly looks Randy in the eyes. "Don't mention this to Mr. Jacks."

Knowing that his answer wouldn't be a good idea, he does it any. "Yes, ma'am."

Carly walks away toward the elevator, quickly pulling out her cell, making one important phone call. "Jason..."

Meanwhile, in their office, Sam paces back and forth while Spinelli is going away frantically at his laptop.

"We can be wrong," Sam points out, still pacing. "But we just need to make sure."

"The Questionable One's records are clean." Spinelli sighs in relief, hoping the words ease Sam's mind as well as if was easing his. "No arrests, no charges, no warrants, not even a school grade lower than a B…"

Her mind wasn't at ease at all. In her mind, there's no such things as an okay Ruiz. "I want to know everything about her. Is she apart of the Ruiz family?"

He was almost done, though he wasn't sure what he'd find. He stops, as he reads the screen before him. Oh no. "The Jackal has uncovered some troubling news."

Sam hurries behind Spinelli, trying to read the screen. "What, what is it?"

Spinelli looks up at Sam, fear glistening in his eyes. "In afraid that The Questionable One is indeed the daughter of…"

The meeting was set, the families were gathered, now the only question that gathers these men's minds were 'Who the hell set this up?'

"So no one has a clue who put this meeting together?" One of the men asks around the room. Something was wrong and he was uncomfortable. This meeting could go wrong in many ways since the identity of the guy, well, a mystery.

Sonny checks his watch. "Who ever he is, he's late."

"That may be," The voice came out of from the front door. Something about it was different, very…feminine. The men heads turn towards the front door, intrigued by the intrusion. "But if you're talking about me, she is right one time." The lips of the speaking voice grins. "You're watch is fast Senior Corinthos."

Sonny looks over at the woman. It's a woman? Why this surprised him, he didn't know. It wasn't the first time a woman surprised him by stepping into his line of business. His very own current wife did two years ago and a hellraiser many years before that. But there was something different about this young woman. She's very young, possibly fresh out of high school, but the way she wore her dark pants suit, her nicely done short hair, her posture, she's was very mature for however old she was. Whoever she was, she has a biggest of balls to walk into this room alone. She has power somewhere, somehow. "You know who I am. Now, are you goin' to introduce yourself? I don't have time for small talk."

The young woman nods, he grin fades. "I was just getting to that." She takes slow steps into the room with her hands behind her back. "I don't want any trouble, just looking for what's mine." She stops at the table, looking directly at Sonny Corinthos. "You have some property of mine, I'm kindly asking to have it back."

Sonny's eyes darken as he looks into the woman's eyes. "Who, the hell, are you?"

The young woman looks at the face in the room, taking pride in her next word, her Spanish accent coming through. "I am Destiny Ruiz. Daughter of Javier Ruiz and Granddaughter of Hector Ruiz." The room freezes even though all eyes are burning into her with 'What the hell!' imprinted on their faces. Her focus goes back to Sonny Corinthos. "And you have property of my family. Just a simple few of warehouses, but property nonetheless."

Ruiz! No, no, no! The Ruiz family is dead! Sonny continues to glare the young woman, a burning fire forming in his chest. "You're not gettin' a damn thing from me."

Destiny slightly chuckles darkly. "Senior Corinthos, this situation can be done the easy way or the hard way."

Sonny stands up facing her. "You put my family in harms way-"

"You've already done that yourself." She steps closer to Sonny, no fear.

Lou Caballo speaks. "We live by a code. You break it, it's all over for you."

Keeping her eyes on Sonny, she remains calm. "I'm not after your family. I'm after my property. I'm after what belongs to me. If you don't willingly hand it over, then I'm just going have to take it back."

Without thinking, Sonny challenges. "Bring it on. You have no allies here, no business. Nothing, but words."

Destiny politely smiles. "Senior Corinthos, I do have business here, none of which is your concern. And unlike my Uncle Manny, I don't enjoy leaving a trail of corpse behind me. So I'll leave you with this." The places a folder on the table.

Sonny glances down at the vanilla folder, opening it up, revealing unfamiliar papers. "What the hell is this?"

"Contract between Senior Lorenzo Alcazar and Senior Hector Ruiz signing ownership of the three warehouses and co ownership of his pier." Destiny doesn't looks away from Sonny face, enjoying the emotions confusion and frustration. "When my grandfather and father was killed, they were meant to be left in the hands of me." She clenches her jaw at the mention of her deceased family. "Now, I've asked nicely. Return the property, or we simply settle this in court." She smiles again. "You know, that place with the lawyers and media and that guy in the robe?" She walks towards the otherside of the table, pouring her glass of vodka.

Sonny was trapped. If this really was a legit contract, he could lose some of his property. But he has the best lawyer money can buy. The kid was defenseless, she had nothing. He picks up contract ripping it in half in front everyone.

"Now go on kid, and don't come back."

Destiny's grin again takes place. "That was just one of many copies. I assure you giving up that property is unavoidable."

Caballo turns to Destiny. "The Ruiz family have no meaning here." Destiny continues to stare at Sonny. "It was destroyed with the rest of your family."

Destiny, never taking her eyes away, responds. "We were never over, I just kept our business low key. Now, I've been running this business for over four years now, since I was fifteen and I must say that I've done a pretty damn good job-"

"You've done nothing." Caballo cuts her off. "We didn't even know your so called organization existed. We have no respect for the last name Ruiz." Destiny finally takes her eyes off Sonny, her head snapping to Lou Caballo. "The hell you bastards put us through will never be forgotten around here. Your grandfather was weak, your uncle was a sick bastard, and you father, Javier," Destiny's left eye twitches a little at her father's name, "he was a fraud, working with John Durant. He thought he had power and now he's dead."

Just take a deep breath. Get out of here alive. Destiny puts on a fake smile, lifting up her glass towards her lips. Just breath, don't do anything stupid. "Senior Caballo, hasn't anyone told you not to speak ill of the dead?" Too late.

Without a second thought, she fast pitches her glass of vodka across the table smashing it in Lou Caballo's face. A scream barely escapes his lips before Destiny leaps across the table on top of him, knocking him to the ground striking him in the face over and over again. The men of the other mob families, besides Sonny, who sits back down to watch the scene unfold, rushes over to pull Destiny off of Lou, and holding her back.

"You bitch!" Lou screams as he rises from the ground with blood streaming from various cuts from. He pulls out his gun, pointing towards Destiny. She just smirks, her eyes fiercely glaring at her victim as her arms are still held on by the others.

"Go ahead." Her voice calmly says her voice back to professionalism. "No guts no glory. Pull the trigger, but what comes next will anything but pleasant."

Caballo cocks the gun back and shrugs. "For you." Before he can pull the trigger, his arm is stopped.

"Not on my watch." Sonny grabs Caballo's arm and him looks in the face. "I will not have her blood on my hands."

Caballo loses his cool. "This kid shows no respect. I'm gonna teach her some respect."

Destiny smirk disappears. Calm down. "I gave nothing but respect. That's how I was raise, surprisingly. You badmouthing my father's name in his child's presence is what I call disrespect. I may have went slightly too far with the fifth strike to the face." Her smirk returns. "But I do not take back my actions."

The back door flies open, Max, Milo, and Donte, rushes in guns raised up. Sonny keeps hold on Caballo's arm. "Put the gun down, Lou."

Lou finally lowers his weapon, the other finally release Destiny's arms. She clears her throat, straightening her suit. Still alive and well. "Well, this has been an interesting evening, but I've been through a hell of a lot worse." Her jaw slightly clenches at that. "Senior Corinthos, hopefully well meet again soon." She walks toward the front entrance, but stops in the doorway, turning once again towards Sonny. "Give my hello to the Mrs. Claudia and Mr. Morgan, I'll be seeing him real soon."

Sonny watches as this young woman walks out. He should worry about her, atleast that what he was telling himself. Right off the back, she was different from any other Ruiz, especially taking the legal route of things. She may be dangerous in ways her family wasn't. She may be able to take his whole organization bit by bit, with a simple strategy and not even a single act of violence. We have a problem…

A/N: So, what do you think of Ms. Destiny Ruiz?