Michael
“Sonny” Corinthos took a final glance at the ledger book and then nodded.
“Take care of that today.”
“I’m
already on it.” Benny Abrams,
Sonny’s very capable accountant closed the ledger firmly. The long-time Mob financial wizard was dressed in a customary
brown off-the-rack suit that was just one size too large for him.
“I’m waiting to hear from a guy about a thing and then…”
Benny did not finish his statement.
He was confident that his employer understood perfectly just what he
meant.
“What
about that money I asked you about?” Jason
Morgan opened his mouth for the first time since the meeting began.
Benny
nodded. “I stashed it in the
eastside location. That one
hasn’t been used in awhile.”
“Thanks.”
Jason escorted the accountant to the heavily guarded elevator.
“Do
you think Justus’ cousin will ever ask you for any of that money?” Sonny
asked when Jason walked back into the penthouse.
“Yeah.
She’ll have to. The old man is gonna do something stupid and then Keesha will
call me to help keep him away.”
Sonny
tried to decipher Jason’s stoic expression.
He walked over to the bar and poured himself a drink, stalling for time as he
formulated a careful query to put before his friend. "How are
you dealing with that situation?” Sonny was well aware of the uncomfortable relationship Jason
and the young Ward woman shared.
Jason
shrugged. “It’s not a big
deal,” he said. “She doesn’t
look at me like I’m still him anymore.
I guess she finally realized that I am not Jason Quartermaine.”
“Yeah,
well if things get uncomfortable with Keesha, assign somebody else to handle
things.”
“I
can’t do that,” Jason said firmly. “I
told Justus I would take care of things myself.”
Sonny
laid a comforting hand on the younger man’s shoulder. “You have got to let go what happened with Justus.
It wasn’t your fault. He
knew how dangerous his decisions were.”
Jason
stepped away. “Justus was a part
of my family, Sonny.” His words
held the faint sting of rebuke. “Just
like you or Carly or Michael. He
was my family and I killed him.”
“I was against you doing the job from the beginning. I told you to let one of the other guys handle it. But you didn’t,” Sonny responded quietly. In this particular instance, the Mob boss did not enjoy being proven right. “Now it’s over. Let it go.”
