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The Flame of Franco

The Game Begins...

"Of course it was Franco, damn it! Who else would it be?" Jason voiced filled into the silence atmosphere of the apartment. "Franco is the one who has this weird obsession with me. The reason he came to Port Charles was not because of some art show, he came here to meet me. He had been tracking me for weeks even before he stepped foot here. This whole thing is just a game to him. He has tooken Sam to get to me," Jason closed his eyes and took a deep breath before continuing on telling Lucky about the events prior that involved Franco; he mentioned how Carly had ran into him at the Christmas tree lot but had not known who it was. "Franco had then sent me Josslyne's hat through the mail. I know it sounds crazy, but Franco is obsessed. And now Sam has disappeared. "

Lucky looked at Jason for a long second before replying. He had known that there had been some connection between Franco and him but he had known it was anything like this. "Do you know where Franco would have taken Sam?" asked the officer, trying to piece together how to get started.

"I don't know," admitted Jason sadly with a shrug. "I rarely have seen his face except for at the art show and at his studio that one time. Franco is a mystery to me. But I am an open book to him. He knows everything about me, he has searched and read every single newspaper article and such that have been written about me in the past, even Alcazar's trial. "

Lucky frowned at this. "So are you saying that Franco is going to go after Elizabeth and Jake?"

"I don't know. Franco doesn't know that Jake is my son. However, maybe you could warn her, just in case. I don't know what Franco is thinking. I don't know how he works," trailed off Jason, closing his eyes and running his hands through his hair in frustration.

The officer stood there of a long moments, just staring at Jason before nodding his head. "Okay. I will warn her. Maybe she could even go out of the country for a little while but do you really think that he would go after Elizabeth like that, you guys haven't been together in almost two years. "

"I know but please just warn her," pleaded Jason, emotion on the edge of his voice. Already one person he cared about dearly was in dangerous, he didn't needed his son to be in danger as well. He didn't know what Franco had up in his sleeve but he wasn't going to take any changes. Franco needed to be stopped.

"I saw some of his artwork at the gallery, it was about death." Commented Lucky, not sure what to say. "I have my suspensions about the artist. One of the photographs at the art showing was of a body posed in a similar fashion to how Jimmy Limbo's body was found in. It was too like to be a mere consequence."

"I agree. Franco is obsessed by death. And now he is obsessed with me. He wants to prove how we are alike. At first he had wanted to work with me but now all he wants to do is prove that he is better. I have tried to ignore him but he keeps on pushing and raising the states," there was a pause in his speech before he continued on. "I need you to arrest me for the murder of Claudia."

"Arrest you?" frowned Lucky, who was deeply confused now. He had thought that Jason had called him here to help find Sam.

"Franco has had all the power in this game he is trying to play with me. I need to find someone to catch him off guard. By arresting me, Franco will realize that kidnapping Sam was no use and will…" his voice trailed off as he began to pace back and forth.

"What Jason? Just release Sam with no harm done?" spoke Lucky. "I don't think so Jason. Franco is not afraid of killing someone. If Sam is no good to him anymore, he won't think twice about taking her life."

"I don't know!" cried out Jason in frustration. "I don't know what to do. I just hope that if Franco thinks that I am locked up that he might show his face. Please Lucky..." his voice was on edge. Jason was desperate. He needed Lucky's help.

With some hesitation, Lucky finally agreed to it. Mac had been on his case for weeks now to find the killer of Claudia. By bringing Jason in like this, it would get his boss of his back for a little while, he thought to himself as he reached into his back pocket and pulled out his handcuffs. He couldn't believe he was putting his job on the line like this for Jason. However it was not for Jason but for the sake of Sam.

The warehouse was dark and damp as Franco opened the door, carrying Sam over his shoulder. Her weight was nothing to him as he flickered on the light switch along the wall. The room seemed to fill with noise of the hum and buzz of the lights as they suddenly came to life and penetrated the room. "And let there be light," murmured Franco under his breath as he began to walk to the centre of the room, where a clear plexiglass structure stood. It was in the shape of a cube. With inside of it, there was a cot and a clear plastic night table with a lamp on it. The structure stood on a riser.

Franco with his right hand reached out and opened the door of the structure, dipping his head he carefully stepped within. This was the core of his masterpiece for Jason. Gentle placing the unconscious Sam down onto the pavement floor so that she was lying on her stomach; Franco undid the handscuffs and began posed her body. So that her legs and arms were both bent, making it seem like she had fallen. He then twisted her head, so that the profile of her face could be seen. He also brushed her tangle of hair off of her face.

Once satisfied with his work, Franco then reached into the back of pocket of his pants, pulling out a white piece of chalk. Bending down he drew a white line around her body; a chalk outline.

The hum of the lights above still continued to buzz about as Franco placed the piece of chalk onto the nightstand. Stepping over Sam's body he moved towards were her head lay. Kneeling down, he reached out and traced his fingers over the skin at the back of her neck; before slowly untying the knot of her top. The golden string gleaming underneath the warehouse lights above. Pulling apart the other knot of the top, Franco removed the tiny black bikini top from her body. The backs of his hands, brushing slightly against her breasts. This little touched filled the pit of Franco's stomach with a warm feeling. The corners of his lips pulling into a smile. He still continued to kneel there at Sam's head as he brought the top up to his nose, inhaling the mixture of chlorine and cocoanut from it.

Pocketing the top into his jacket pocket, Franco stood up once again and moved to the end table once again, where a camera rested. Picking up the camera, he then began to snap pictures of Sam lying there in the chalk outline.

Spinelli was seated on the couch, in the Penthouse in front of the TV as his fingers flew over the keys of his laptop. Pausing only for a brief second to pull at the knot of his tie, he continued to type away, only looking up every now and then at the television screen. He was dressed up in a suit. He was suppose to be attending the Port Charles annual New Year Bash with his faire Maximista. However, due to current events with Sam missing, Spinelli had to cancel on his beloved. He had just been about to leave, when he had received Jason's call. Giving him no time to change out of his current attire of clothing he was wearing.

The living room filled with the sound coming from the television. A bird eye view of New York City flashed across the screen before a close up was shown of the ball dropping. It was midnight. Spinelli who was barely paying attention to the happy faces of the people on the screen, suddenly froze as a new casters voice cut into the celebration of the New Year. "We cut into the current program to bring you breaking news… Jason Morgan has just been brought into Port Charles police custody by Officer Lucky Spencer for the murder of Claudia Zacchara…"

"Stone Cold.?" Uttered Spinelli in confusion as he glued his eyes onto the scene unfolding before him on the TV. It was of a live shot of the police headquarters, where Jason had just been brought into. He wore a look of utter coldness as Lucky lead him into the holding room, out of sight from the camera. The Jackal sat like this in utter shock for a moment or two longer before there was a knock at the door. Turning his slightly at this towards the front door, Spinelli rose to his feet; placing his laptop onto the coffee table.

A deep frown then appeared on his face, as he opened the front door slowly to an empty hallway. His eyes screeched around before falling onto a packet that lay at his feet. Bending down, he cautionally took the brown envelope into his hand. He examined the package. There was no address or anything written on it. Closing the door behind him, Spinelli made his way back into the Penthouse, taking his seat back on the couch. He stared blankly down at the envelope for a second longer, before breaking open the seal of it.

Reaching into it, Spinelli's fingers of his right hands wrapped themselves around a soft cloth like material. Pulling his hand out, he lay the item onto his lap. His brows fussed together in confusion at what this item was. It was black and gold, he made out as he continued to stare down at it for a moment before lifting it up with the edge of his fingers and appearing more closely at it. It was then that it clicked. Jumping to his feet, Spinelli placed it back into the envelope. He has to get to Jason and quickly.

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