Chapter Twenty: The Heat is On
"Well now, Mr. Devereaux, this is very interesting indeed. Why, do you think, would Kate Roberts pay some gangster to admit to a murder he didn't commit?" Mr. Smith leans back in his chair and puts his hands behind his head, looking at Jack inquisitively. "Maybe for the same reason that Lucas Roberts charged into Sami Brady's death chamber claiming to have killed Franco Kelly," Jack replies, eyebrows raised. Mr. Smith leans forward and smiles at Jack. "Because he did it," he states. "Yes, I believe he did," Jack says almost reluctantly. They both look down at the unmarked cassette tape sitting on the desk between them.
Kate's purse flask is empty so she decides to stop in at the bar. She goes to the bar and orders a dirty martini then scans her surroundings. A man sitting alone at a table catches her eye. She takes her drink and saunters over to his table. "Why, Kate, what a pleasant surprise! Do join me, please." He motions to the empty chair next to him. "Thank you, Tony," she says, sitting down. "I don't mind if I do."
Roman hangs up his phone and looks up at Bo, who is half sitting on the edge of his desk. "Well, now. I just had a very interesting call from Mr. Smith. It seems he has some new information regarding Lucas Roberts."
Lucas is brought into an interrogation room. A few moments later he is joined by Mickey Horton. Mickey looks at Lucas without saying anything for so long that Lucas starts to freak a little. "What is it, Uncle Mickey?" he asks nervously. "Jesus Christ, Lucas!" Mickey tells him, throwing a file on the table. "Look Lucas, you're about to be up a creek without a paddle and I don't know if I can help you. Now, I need you to tell me everything about Franco Kelly." Lucas looks up at him and bites his lip. "I don't know what you mean, Uncle Mickey," he stammers. "Damnit, Lucas! Did you kill Franco Kelly?" Mickey shouts at him.
Sami and EJ are snuggled on his couch. "You know," EJ tells her, "I got a clean bill of health from my doctor." EJ leans over her and places kisses on her collarbone, sliding his hand up the inside of her shirt. Sami reaches over and tugs at the bottom of his shirt. He sits up and pulls his shirt off in that hot way that only EJ can. Sami pulls off her own shirt while EJ undoes her jeans. She kicks them off her feet while EJ removes his own pants and gets on top of her. "Wait a minute, Samantha, don't you have a son? I mean, where is he?" Sami wraps her legs around his waist, pushes him inside her with her feet and says, "Oh, who cares?"