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Chapter Four

"What'd you find?" Jason asked walking back downstairs.

Spinelli was sitting at the desk with his computer. Lulu was moving boxes into nice neat stacks and as out of the way as possible.

"You don't have to do that Lulu. She'll show up and get them," Jason said looking over Spinelli's shoulder.

"What makes you so sure?" Lulu asked.

"Because that's her life and her wardrobe. She can't go too long without it. It's a curse," he said. "Did you find the cameras?"

"Yeah. But all I get is the back of her head. This is just an assumption, but my guess is she knows there are cameras and is keeping her distance," Spinelli told him.

"Shying away from cameras isn't something she does. Loves the attention." Jason picked up the phone again and dialed. This time it rang twice. But he didn't get an answering machine. Only silence. "Brenda?" Silence. Finally the line clicked and went dead. Jason mumbled something under his breath and neither Spinelli or Lulu really wanted to know what it was.

"Now what?" Spinelli asked.

"She has to be staying somewhere. Check the local hotels to see if she's check into any of them. Start with the Cosmopolitan. I'm going out."

Jason didn't wait for a response as he slammed the door shut.

"I don't understand. Does he like her or hate her?" Lulu asked. "She was always really nice to me."

"I've never met her so I have no idea. Jason doesn't talk about his feelings," Spinelli said typing away on his computer.

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Brenda had excused herself shortly after Jax left the room and transferred her two bags to her own room. Robin had protested a little but in the end gave up. They decided to meet for an early dinner later that night.

Now, sitting in her own room, she wasn't sure what to do with herself. Brady was in the living area watching television. She reached into one of her bags and pulled out an envelope, dumping the contents onto the countertop next to her untouched food and a tumbler with vodka on the rocks.

She read through each document twice without stopping.

"You're going to drive yourself crazy looking at that," Brady said from across the room.

"What's your point?" she asked. He didn't respond. "Exactly."

She felt that life was repeating itself. Five years ago she showed up back in town to warn Sonny that he so-called boyfriend was out to kill him and Jax because of her. Now she was back and the news was the same. Except it wasn't an old boyfriend. It was worse.

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"Hey, what are you doing here?" Carly asked when Jason walked through the metro court doors.

"Can I see the records of who has checked in the past couple days?"

"Why? What's going on?" Carly asked as he walked toward the check-in desk.

"I can't talk about it. Can you just show me the records?" he asked.

"Yes, of course." Carly typed a password in the computer and did a search. "There are a lot of names. Anyone in particular I should be looking for?"

Jason rubbed his eyes and thought about what he should and shouldn't tell Carly.

"How about today?" he asked.

A moment later she nodded. "Four people today have checked in. A couple of their honeymoon, a gentleman here for the hospital convention."

"That's three. Who's the fourth?"

"Coty Blake. Checked in only a couple hours ago. Note on the account said not to release the name and do not disturb under any circumstances. Used a company credit card."

"What company?"

"Says VS Corporate."

"What's the room number?" Jason asked impatiently.

"What's going on?" she asked.

"I don't know yet. Once I do I'll let you know."

"Is this about Zacchara?" she asked following him to the elevator bank.

"I don't know. Just go back to work. What's the room number?"

"Suite K."

"Thank you," Jason said before stepping on the elevator without her. Now all he hoped was that he was right.