Part Nine


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.”