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Chapter 50

Sunday night while the PCPD worked Ric Lansing's death, Lucky Spencer sat in his room taking the very last of his current stash of pills. He wasn't worried he would be getting more tomorrow. For the last month every Monday he got a new little baggie to tide him over. He had no idea why but being as he was an addict he didn't care.

Right now he only cared about one thing. Getting to his bitch of an ex-wife. There was no way he was going to allow Elizabeth to cheat on him. Claire had explained that he was indeed divorced, that would be the first thing he corrected. They were getting married again as soon as he could arrange it. Jason Morgan was not going to win.

Nicholas hadn't come to visit in a week or so and while his brother got on his nerves Lucky needed him to get a message to Luke. The security here was tighter than anticipated and in order to get out Lucky was going to need some help. His father was just the man for the job. No way would he let his Cowboy go to jail.

Lucky paced the room still agitated. He'd been going through his own detox program. Since he only got a limited number of pills each week he had to make the supply last. So he'd been slowly decreasing the number he took each day. In Lucky's mind that proved he wasn't a junkie. No way would an addict voluntarily take less of their drug of choice. He really could stop whenever he wanted to. He just didn't want to.

He was making another pass of his tiny room when a newspaper was shoved under the door. Stopping in his tracks Lucky just looked at the item on his floor before walking over to investigate further. It was today's paper and on the cover was that whore and her lover. Reading the headline Lucky started shaking in rage.

"BITCH!" Lucky screamed unable to believe she would do this. She would learn she couldn't make a fool of him like this.

"Pipe down Spencer." The orderly on the overnight shift warned.

"FUCKING WHORE!" Lucky screamed paying the man no attention as he tore the newspaper up.

The orderly called for a nurse and together the two men subdued an enraged and high Lucky Spencer.

"ELIZabet…" Lucky yelled as the sedative took effect. His last thought before going under was that she belonged to him.

Mac watched as the coroner removed the body of former acting D.A. Ric Lansing. He was willing to bet this was not how the man saw his plans ending. They knew all about his plans because just before the call came in Mac received some interesting listening materials at the station. Proof that an affair wasn't all Ric was up to. The man was dealing drugs and along with Sam plotting to kill Alexis.

On the way to the Alcazar estate Harper had called in from Ric's house to report that the place was trashed and that there were files on Lansing's laptop all about Elizabeth Webber. Actually her name was Elizabeth Morgan now. Mac just shook his head wondering how he had missed that. Ric's obsession with his ex-wife wasn't news to anyone still Harper said that Lansing had a PI all but stalking the woman.

"Scorpio." Mac said answering his phone.

"I have a neighbor who says Lansing ransacked the house before leaving. She was walking her dog and saw him through the window." Harper reported in.

"So he left New York, came home and trashed his house before arriving here to threaten Lorenzo Alcazar. Why did he come here and what set him off?" Mac hadn't yet spoken to Lorenzo he had him taken to the living room so that they could process the scene.

"Hold on a second." Harper took the papers from the forensics tech. "Elizabeth is Lorenzo's younger sister."

"What?" Talk about not seeing something coming. "That's not possible she's lived here pretty much her whole life." He'd watched her grow up.

"According to some papers Ric had he was looking into her background. Mrs. Morgan was born an Alcazar." People were going to be talking about this for years.

"Keep going over the house and call me if anything else turns up." Mac left the crew to do their work and walked across the house. "Elizabeth Morgan."

"What about her?" Lorenzo sat calmly in a recliner. Once everyone left his house he'd have a cleaning crew come over. He looked at his watch. Hopefully this wouldn't take long he still needed to meet again with Sonny.

"She's your sister?" Mac wanted to know about that.

"Yes." Was all Lorenzo said.

"Did you know that Ric was having her watched?" That could provide a motive for murder.

"No." Lorenzo kept his answers brief.

"Why was Lansing here tonight?" Mac was surprised that the man hadn't yet asked for a lawyer.

"He wanted me to tell him where Elizabeth is. He had plans to kill Morgan and take my sister out of the country. After I told him what he wanted to know he planned on killing me as well." Lorenzo told the police commissioner.

"Ric was planning on killing Jason?" The man must have snapped if he thought he even had a chance. "Why?"

"He was upset that Jason and Elizabeth got married. Lansing kept saying she was his." Lorenzo was putting the final nail in the coffin. He watched as Mac looked up to the heavens and suppressed a smile, the commissioner believed him.

"The wedding set him off." At least Mac wasn't the only one who hadn't known about the marriage.

"It seems that way. Elizabeth and I just recently discovered that we are siblings. I would appreciate it if your department exercised discretion in who you share that information with." Lorenzo knew that there was no way someone wouldn't leak this to the press. In fact he suspected that the front page of the local paper would be very crowded in the morning.

"I will do my best." Mac would have to find out who else besides Harper saw those papers. "Take me through what happened."

"He came in demanding that I tell him where Elizabeth is, we argued when I said no and he pulled his gun." Lorenzo wrapped it up in a neat bow. Since the only other person in the house at the time was dead it was just his account of what happened. An account the evidence was going to back up.

"You have a permit for the gun?" Mac asked just because it was procedure.

"Of course." Lorenzo said smiling. He had many unregistered guns but the one he used to kill Lansing was legal. "I will get my gun back?"

"When we are done processing it, we will return it to you." Mac assured the man. So far it was looking like self-defense. When Mac's phone rang he stepped away. "Scorpio."

"The crew of the private plan that Ric took home said that he paced the entire flight. The steward said he was mumbling that 'this had to be stopped' and that 'he had to get her away from him no matter what'," Det. Cruz reported. "The steward also heard Ric say the name Elizabeth several times during his ramblings."

"Alright." Mac said ending the call. There it was proof that Ric was looking for Elizabeth. The department would investigate this thoroughly but it was pretty clear what had happened. He never liked Ric and avoided the man as much as possible so he had missed this. At least the man never got near his intended victim. Elizabeth had suffered enough.

"Commissioner?" Lorenzo was standing in the doorway to the living room.

"Yes, Mr. Alcazar?" Mac just wanted to go home. He needed to check on Maxie.

"I have business to attend to out-of-town. When do you think I might tell my associate to expect me?" Lorenzo needed to reschedule his business trip. He wanted to be back in Port Charles when his sister returned home. They still had a lot to discuss. "I assure you I have every intention of returning."

"You can take your trip." Mac told him knowing full well that if Lorenzo wanted to leave the country he was powerless to stop him. Telling him to stay put wouldn't keep him here.

"Thank you." Lorenzo stepped back into the living room to make some calls.

They were waiting for Francis to join them. "You should have this room redone the colors are dreadful." Lorenzo said sipping his coffee.

"You're not a very polite guest are you?" Sonny said shaking his head.

"No, but I'm right, ask Elisabetta to help you." Lorenzo said smiling. "When Morgan returns the three of us will sit down and discuss an alliance. I doubt my sister will be pleased if we try to kill each other."

"No she won't." Sonny knew that a partnership with Lorenzo would be very profitable. Also the South American had contacts in the government that could keep both the FBI and the IRS out of Port Charles. "We don't ship drugs or weapons."

The Alcazar money was made in arms deals. Lorenzo still kept that wing of the family business running because the United States government asked him too. He'd already helped to bring down several weapons dealers. "I have no intention of asking you too." Those products here in Port Charles would endanger his family. "We will talk more when my brother-in-law returns."

"You sound so pleased to have Jason in the family." Johnny said smirking.

"She can do better." Was all Lorenzo said.

"Not according to Elizabeth. If you mention that too her she'll eat you alive." Johnny would love to see that. Lorenzo was entirely too cocky.

Lorenzo chuckled softly. "Elisabetta has quite the sharp tongue. I've already been on the wrong end of her temper it's not something I want to repeat." They would argue, they were both too stubborn not to clash every once in a while.

Francis came into the room. "According to my source at the department the Mayor is pushing Mac to rule self-defense and close the case. Floyd is trying to avoid a complete public relations disaster." It was already too late. Francis checked in with Edward who had an advance copy of tomorrow's paper. Ric's death was the lead story with the second lead story being more information about the affair as well as a recounting of Sam's past misdeeds.

"What about Elizabeth and I being siblings?" It was the only thing the men felt guilty about. Outing the secret was the only way to tie everything together quickly.

"So far it's being kept quiet. Edward's paper won't run it." They had enough stories to keep them busy for the next few weeks. "But the other's will when the information gets out."

Sonny's phone buzzed. "It's Jason. Corinthos."

"Why is my son on the island?" Jason asked his partner.

In the rush they'd never gotten around to calling Jason and Elizabeth. "We had a bit of a problem and I thought it was best if he and Morgan were out of the city. Emily went with him."

"What happened?" Jason was watching his wife pack everything that she had unpacked this morning.

"Ric went supernova faster than we expected. He wanted Lorenzo to tell him how to find Elizabeth. He was planning on killing you and taking Elizabeth to Europe." Sonny told his partner.

"News of the wedding set him off?" Jason walked over and pulled Elizabeth close. She could go back to packing in a minute right now he wanted her to calm down some. Stress wasn't good for her or the baby.

"It looks that way. Lorenzo had no choice but to shoot him." Sonny knew that Jason wanted to kill Ric. Honestly this was better for everyone concerned.

"He was mine." Jason growled into the phone.

"He can't hurt Elizabeth." Sonny knew that ultimately that's all that mattered. "Don't come home just yet. Elizabeth's name will be in the paper over the next few days. She doesn't need the stress. Cam is fine."

"We will discuss it further when I get home." Jason had to figure out how to keep his wife at the cabin. "Is Lorenzo hurt?" He only asked because Elizabeth would want to know.

"He's fine." Sonny told him.

"Not even a graze?" Jason asked hopeful.

Sonny just laughed. "Sorry, no. Tell Elizabeth everyone is fine." He ended the call before looking around the room. "Okay that just leaves Lucky Spencer."

"If we kill him now Jason really will hurt us when he gets back." Johnny pointed out.

"That wasn't what I was going to suggest. With Ric out Lucky is not going to have access to pills. Do we want him clean?" Sonny asked the men.

"Yeah, Jason will want him lucid when he kills him." Johnny said speaking for the enforcer. "Luke isn't going anywhere. So Lucky has time."

"For now we let him be, when he's clean then we take him out." The other men just nodded before rising from the table. For tonight everything was handled.

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