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Sonny sipped at the last of his espresso as he sat at his private table
in the Grille. He'd gained some new clients for his coffee import business,
mended fences with Alexis and gotten that kid, Zander, on a good track. Sonny
was feeling very pleased with himself. Today had been a very satisfying day.
His sense of well being faded slightly, as he saw Lieutenant Taggert stroll
into the restaurant. He spotted Sonny and headed in his direction. Without
invitation, he pulled up a chair and sat down across from him.
"How's business, Corinthos?" Taggert asked, his voice deceptively pleasant.
"Let me guess, profits are coming in as scheduled; especially since your main
arch enemy is behind bars" Taggert leaned in closer. "If it weren't for the
fact that I know that the judge that presided over Sorel's case is totally
untouchable by you and your kind, I'd love to prove that you orchestrated the
Sonny smiled at him. Was this the same old song Taggert loved to sing?
"Lieutenant, Sorel is off the street. He won't be peddling any more poison on
the streets. Why can't you be happy with that?"
"You know when I'll be really happy? The day I take you off the streets as
"Well, that won't be today. So unless you have some official business
with me, I'll just be on my way." Sonny stood and slipped on his coat. He'd
turned his back on the police detective and was walking away when Taggert let
loose his parting shot.
"You know, no one ever did bring you in for questioning the night Sorel
was picked up, did they?"
Sonny turned back to face him, a bored look on his face. Taggert was so
predictable. Any excuse to bring him down to the police station, he'd take it.
Taggert regarded him with a small smile of his own this time. "I
understand the missus was out of town at that time. Isn't that unusual for a
high powered executive like herself to be gone from her base of operations
when she has a major event like the FOD coming up? I bet she was really busy
when she got back."
He dropped his bombshell. "But not too busy to see Roy DiLucca. Maybe I'll
have him come down to the station for a chat."
Sonny didn't drop his bored expression. "Do what you gotta do
lieutenant." He glanced down at his watch. "But you've wasted enough of my
He walked out of the restaurant, his mind spinning a mile a minute. The
morning's scenario played itself out in his head. Maybe she had been on the
phone. With Roy. Sonny frowned. He got into his car and pulled out his own
cell. "Benny, I need some information…."
"Sonny, what a nice surprise!" Carly exclaimed as her husband knocked and
then walked into her office. "What is this, you were in the neighborhood and
just thought you'd drop in?" She came around from behind her desk to hug him.
"Something like that, yeah." Sonny asked. He returned her embrace. "Looks
like you're real busy." He said, gesturing to the mounds of files, computer
printouts and paperwork strewn across her desk.
"Always…but never too busy for you." Carly squeezed him.
"I guess you've been busy since we came back from the island…that trip cost
you a lot of time work-wise, didn't it?"
"You don't know the half of it. It's been work, work, work, ever since I got
back to the office." Carly misconstrued his concern. "But, hey, don't worry
about me, I can handle it."
"I don't doubt it." Sonny answered absently, his mind busy at work studying
her words, her voice, her face as she spoke with him. "So, you haven't had
much time for much of a social life since the Deception party, have you. No
lunches with friends or anything?"
Now Carly sensed something wrong, Sonny did seem distracted, but she thought
that it more than likely had something to do with his business, and she'd
promised herself that she was going to stay out of that area of his life.
"No, just home and work, not even lunch breaks with Eliana. That's all my
life has been about lately. Is that what this is? Eliana has been bugging me
about the whole all work and no play thing. I turned her down for lunch twice
this week. So now she's worried about me, isn't she?"
Sonny listened to her with half an ear. She lied. The words echoed in his
head and his stomach twisted sickly from the knowledge. Benny had called
Sonny back in the limo before he'd reached Deception offices and told him
that Carly had left the building twice for lunch this week and both times,
had met with Roy DiLucca. Benny hadn't thought to mention it to Sonny because
it was a well known fact that DiLucca was involved with Mrs. Corinthos'
mother. But Benny didn't know as well as Sonny did about Carly's ability to
put her nose in where it didn't belong.
"Was lunch what you had in mind, Sonny?" Carly's voice broke into his
thoughts. "Or since it is kind of late, an late brunch, or early dinner?"
Sonny shook his head. "No, you had it right the first time. I was just in the
neighborhood and thought I'd drop by for a minute because I might be home a
little late. I won't keep you from your work." All of a sudden, Sonny had to
get out of there, now. Before Carly could react, he brushed his lips against
her cheek and was gone.
Carly stared after him for a long moment. She'd done good, she thought to
herself. Whatever it was that had been bothering him, she hadn't pushed him
on it. And when he was ready to talk about it, she'd be there to listen.
Smiling to herself, Carly turned back to her work.
Later that afternoon, she went down to the designers' level to visit with
Eliana. Stepping off the elevator, she paused and looked around. As always,
she enjoyed the ambience of the designer level. While the ambience was mellow
and laid back, emphasized by the multitude of personal decorations that
peppered the environment, you got the impression of a humming hustle and
bustle of very active beehive. It was definitely a unique working
atmosphere, but it worked. Productivity had been high since day one and their
output had been met with nothing but approval by every supervisory level.
Carly walked down the hall to Eliana's corner office, pausing to knock before
poking her head through the door. "Hiya hun, missed me?"
Eliana waved to her, phone to her ear and waved her in. Carly wandered to far
left corner of the spacious office, which was set up as a designer's dream
space, two easels, one for use either standing or sitting, and a multitude of
media; prismacolor pencils, pastels, markers, and paints. Eliana's office
was a working studio.
Hearing her finish up the call, Carly turned back to her. "You didn't come to
see me," Eliana laughed as she picked up a folder of notes. "It's because you
left these here."
"Okay, busted." Carly grinned and accepted the packet. "I am always leaving
stuff down here. What is this, the second time this week?"
"Third." Eliana teased, "but who's counting?"
Carly made a face. "Funny. So what about dinner tomorrow night?"
"No can do." Eliana said. "I've got to go to New York City. As
fascinating as I find this job; I do have other businesses I have to attend
to, you know."
Carly made a face, then shrugged. "Another night, then."
"Why?" Eliana asked. "Is something wrong?"
Carly shook her head. "No; not really." She looked up to see Eliana looking
at her curiously. "Sonny was by here earlier. And something about him, was, I
don't know…off. Didn't he come by to see you?"
"No, but I was in and out my office all today, so if he stopped in, he might
have missed me."
"It's no big deal." Something nagged at Carly's mind, but she couldn't place
the thought. "Are you driving down?"
"No, no time. I've got a minor crisis to deal with. I have my ticket waiting
for me at the airport already. I was just about to come up and tell you and
Laura when you came down."
Outside the office door, Elizabeth smiled to herself at the news that her
rival was taking herself out of the picture; she began to script the next
step of her plan in her head.