Chapter 6

Sonny spent all morning trying to figure out who would frame him for the hit on Franco. Whoever dared to set him up was going to pay dearly. This person could have traumatized Josslyn for life. Not to mention his children could become targets once again. He called Shawn over and they discussed last night's shooting.

"So you have no idea who could be setting you up?" asked Shawn.

"It could be Johnny Zacchara ordering a hit from the inside but doing that could prolong his time in prison. The only thing I can think of is the Jerome family. They want me out and they want to control what I've built."

Shawn nodded. "What do you want me to do?"

Sonny walked closer and tilted his head to the side. "Find whoever did this and bring them to me. I want to see the bastard who dared tried to come against me. Then he will be dealt with accordingly." He nodded and walked out.

Sonny went over to the bar and poured himself a drink. He would protect his family, his territory. He spent too many years surviving and no one was going to come in and destroy it. He heard a knock on the door and Dante came in.

Dante walked into the living room. "You look like you're having a rough morning."

He shrugged his shoulders. "You can say that."

"You know why I'm here right," Dante questioned.

"Enlighten me," he said nonchalantly.

Dante rolled his eyes. "Someone shot Franco last night."

"The streets of Port Charles are safer with that freak out of the picture. Why are you here?"

"Dad, you know why. Did you have anything to do with Franco?"

Sonny shook his head. He was getting real tired of this conversation. It seemed every few weeks they would go back and forth over some issue. "Every time something happens in this town, I'm not responsible for it."

Dante walked up to him. "You wanted Franco dead."

"And so does half this town," Sonny shot back.

"How many of them can actually pull off a hit on Franco?" Dante asked.

"You're going to have to ask them that."

"You're making this harder on yourself. We know you are responsible," Dante said matter-of-factly.

Sonny creased his eyebrows. "How do you suppose?"

Dante crossed his arms. "An eyewitness. Franco identified you as the shooter."

"He's delusional. You can't be seriously buying that freak's word over your own father."

"We can do this the easy way. Follow me to the police station," Dante said.

Sonny relented. "Fine."

Sonny went to the station to see Anna already waiting for him in the interrogation room. He hated this part. If she wasn't Robin's mother, he would brush her off without a second thought. He walked in and Anna gave him a weak smile.

After he took his seat, Anna said, "Thank you for coming voluntarily." She got up and closed the door. She took off her glasses. "I thought you were going to leave this Franco thing alone."

"I did leave it alone," he stated.

"Really? Why did Franco say you shot him? The bullet we recovered matches the gun used during the first failed assassination attempt."

"I can assure you Commissioner Devane, I had nothing to do with this," Sonny said.

She sighed and pulled out the evidence bag with the bullet. "How did your hired gun's bullet end up in Franco?"

Sonny sighed in frustration. "If you are so desperate for a suspect, go talk to the incoming Jerome family. Franco is lying. You can't believe a thing that comes out of his mouth."

"So I'm supposed to believe you," Anna stated.

"I swear on my friendship with Robin that I did not shoot nor put out a hit on Franco. Find the person who did."

Anna pursed her lips. "You're free to go." Sonny walked out. He didn't even acknowledge Dante as he walked past. He was too focused on Franco and this set up.

Dante walked into the interrogation room. She sighed when she saw him. "He swears on his friendship with Robin that he didn't do it." She shook her head. "I don't know. He may have said that to get me to back off but he won't rest until he finds out who set him up."

"What do you want me to do?" Dante asked.

"Keep digging."

Sonny walked into Kelly's and saw Shawn behind the counter. He walked up and glared at him. "Tell me you didn't do anything last night."

"What are you talking about?" he asked.

Sonny leaned over the counter and said in a low voice, "The police matched the bullet you fired the first time to the bullet lodged in Franco's chest."

"That's impossible," Shawn said.

He saw Carly walking in with Josslyn and he turned to them. "Hi Carly. Hey Joss. Spending time with your mom."

Joss nodded and he smiled. She looked like Carly. His eyes landed on the mother of his children. "Everything ok?" he asked alluding to Joss' behavior.

"Yeah. Nothing has been mentioned," Carly responded.

Sonny pulled out some money and handed it to Shawn. "Lunch is on me." He walked out.

Carly and Joss ordered their food and went to a nearby table. Shawn called TJ to the front while he went upstairs. He checked his gun and noticed a bullet missing in the chamber. He let out a curse underneath his breath.

Meanwhile Robin sat in her room thinking how things went. Franco should at least be worse for wear. She laughed at how easy it was to break into that hitman's room and switch guns. The week she spent gathering intel paid off. She was going to use her gun but thought it would've been better to use his. Jerry didn't even know of her plan. Surprising him was the best way.

She figured the police would be on Sonny's tail and there was no trace of linking her to the crime. She heard Jerry come in and he barged into her room. "Robin," he said firmly.

"Yes Jerry," she responded.

"Have you been up to something?" he asked.

"Why would you say that?" she asked innocently.

"Because there are no bullets missing from your gun," Jerry stated. He sat on the edge of her bed. "What did you do?"

"Framed Sonny. It's what I was told to do," she said.

Jerry arched an eyebrow. "Alright, my wicked one, how did you do it?"

"Breaking and entering. Switching guns unnoticed. I am that good," she said. He leaned back surprised. She smirked and he guessed that's what she wanted.

"How long did you have that planned?"

"The night I went to set up. The police can't trace anything back to us," Robin explained. "Are you upset?"

"No. I'm rather impressed. You are more diabolical than I thought," he said pleased.

"Even if he's not dead, Sonny will go down. Just like we want."

Jerry had to laugh. He was thoroughly pleased with Robin being so methodical in her movements. "Are you ready for the next one?"

She looked at him. "Who? I'm at least rattling Sonny's chain when I pursue his bodyguards." He decided to let this order go. Eliminating Sonny would have to do for now.

Across town, Carly and Josslyn got home and walked into the living room. Josslyn entered the living room first. "Daddy!" she yelled and rushed into his arms. She placed a kiss on his cheek.

Carly heard her daughter and was shocked to see Jax standing there. "Jax?"

"Hi Carly," he said. He put Josslyn down. He looked at the bracelet still on her wrist. It only confirmed that his brother was in town. "Joss, I need to talk to your mom for a bit. I got some presents already in your room. Go ahead and see what they are."

She went off to her room. Carly smiled at her excitement. "First the bracelet, then more presents."

His expression got serious. "I didn't get her the bracelet."

"Josslyn said you did." Jax shook his head no. "Then it had to be Lady Jane and Joss made a mistake."

"I called mum and it wasn't her. It was Jerry."

Carly took a step back. "Excuse me?" she asked her voice dropping an octave.

"I believe my brother is in town for whatever reason," he said. He couldn't mention Robin because he still wasn't sure about that yet.

"That bastard went near our daughter," Carly muttered. "Has anything happened in the last 24 hours that I need to know about?"

Carly's eyes were bugging out. "Franco. He was shot last night. I guess he is still alive." Jax sighed heavily. "Is Sonny involved?" he asked hoping for the brief chance he might be wrong.

"He said he was being framed."

"I need to talk to Sonny," Jax said.