Being
back among her family in Philadelphia did not bring Keesha the comfort she’d
hoped for. The details of Justus’
life, which the people of Port Charles had respectfully not discussed, were
dissected and examined in depth by each Ward family relative visiting at the
house.
Keesha
found herself in the unfamiliar position of defending Justus’ choices.
At one point she looked across the room for a little support from
Justus’ sister Faith. But Faith,
two years younger than Justus, simply stared unemotionally at Keesha, making it
obvious that she would not be any help.
Sadly
Keesha reconsidered her plan to stay an entire week among her family.
After a mere two days she realized that while the Ward family did mourn
Justus’ passing, in many ways they saw his death as an inevitable consequence
of his chosen profession. Yet to
Keesha the entire thing had come as a total shock.
Keesha
sighed and rolled over onto her back. In
the darkness of her childhood bedroom, she tried to figure out just why that
was. After all, she had not held a
single conversation with her beloved cousin that did not include a warning about
the dangers his lifestyle and personal associations posed.
The
truth that came to her there in the darkness was a bitter one.
The very people Keesha had tried so hard to separate Justus from were in
fact the same people she had automatically relied on to keep him safe.
No matter what she thought of Carly’s decision to immerse her son into
that deadly world, Keesha could not deny Sonny’s efforts to shield them from
danger. Perhaps foolishly she
assumed that Sonny and Jason would protect Justus with all the vigilance they
reserved for their tiny family group.
And
now, having failed to protect Justus, it seemed that neither man cared enough to
seek vengeance for her cousin’s death. Where
was the organization’s anger? Their
desire to send a message to those responsible?
It
was hypocritical of her, Keesha admitted, that despite all her speeches to the
contrary, in the wake of Justus’ death all she wanted was for Sonny to take
permanent action against whoever killed him.
But the mob boss’ lack of action made it plain that the matter of
Justus’ killer would be put to rest as quietly as the lawyer himself had been.
Keesha fell into a troubled sleep with a single thought resonating in her mind. If Jason and Sonny would not seek retribution for Justus’ death, then she would do all she could to find the murderer and bring him to justice.
