10
New Orleans, Louisianna
The old lady peeks out her window at the townhouse across the
street and her eyes narrow as she notices something new. New neighbors. Three
young men and three young women. The men carried most of the bags. She couldn’t
help but be curious. Slipping on her jacket she went out to welcome them to the
neighborhood.
"Howdy neighbors," She smiled, hobbling across the
street. "My name is Sandra DuBois and I live right across the street from
you."
The blond young man smiled warmly and offered his hand.
"Lance Saddlesworth. This is my fiancee Linda Webb, my brother Nathan
Saddlesworth, our friend Alex Strait and his friance Elsa Quart, and my
brother’s fiancee Gina Champaigne. We’re from Texas. Thought it’d be fun to
move to New Orleans for a while."
"Well welcome. I hope you enjoy our fine city," Sandra
nodded her head before hobbling back over to her building.
"Friendly lady," Nikolas stared after her.
"A little too friendly if you ask me," Gia shrugged.
"Quick thinking with those names Lucky."
"Just remember to use them when we’re out in the open like
this. You never know who’s listening," Lucky warned.
"Don’t worry. I don’t want psychogrannie sneaking up on us in
middle of the night," Gia laughed.
"Sorel either," Zander shifted his bag to his other
hand.
"Elsa Lucky? Couldn’t you have come up with something
better?" Emily grumbled.
"Sorry Em, but I didn’t have time to think it over. It could
be worse. Plus you have a id for Elsa."
"It’s not that bad Em. At least your name has some character
to it. Unlike Linda," Elizabeth placed a comforting hand on her friend’s
shoulder.
"Would you rather have had Imogene?" Lucky looked at his
girlfriend.
"Ok ok. Linda’s fine. Can we go in now? My feet are beginning
to kill me," Elizabeth smiled.
"Ok everyone. Here’s our humble abode," Lucky opened the
townhouse to reveal dusty overturned furniture and cobwebs."
"When was the last time your family was here again
Lucky?" Elizabeth looked around the place.
"Uh…Twelve years I think. I sorry it’s such a mess…we had to
leave in a hurry and Smith’s men probably ransacked the place."
"We’ll just have to clean it up then," Emily ran a hand
over the dust covered screen of a television set. "I wonder if this still
works," She turned the tv on to her favorite soap. "Oh wow look! It’s
Port Paul! My favorite soap!"
"What’s going on next?" Gia came up beside her.
"Oh Caroline’s husband left her and is staying in the woods
with this new woman. I bet you she’s the daughter of that one man who was
trying to kill him," Emily explained.
"No she’s not. I think she’s competition for Caroline,"
Elizabeth came up between the two girls.
"Women and their soaps," Zander sighed.
"Come on guys, let’s leave them to their soap and go on
upstairs to unpack," Lucky laughed, leading the way.
*
Port Charles
Office on Helena’s Yacht
Helena paced the room when her guest was roughly pushed into the
room. He angrily looked behind him as the door shut then turned to glare
angrily at the woman before him.
"May I ask what this is all about and who you are?" He
asked.
"I am Helena Cassadine Mr. Sorel and we have a common
interest."
"And what interest is that?"
"You want to find Zander Smith and I want to find Lucky
Spencer and my grandson Nikolas Cassadine."
"What do those two kids have to do with me?" Sorel
asked, looking closely at Helena.
"A lot. They’re the traveling companions of the boy you’re
looking for and I can guarantee that without my help you have no hope of
tracking Zander."
Sorel laughed and folded his arms. "And what makes you think
this?"
"Because Zander is traveling with Lucky Spencer. Son of Luke
Spencer. Ring a bell?"
"Yeah. Luke put Frank Smith in prison and was on the run from him for
quite a while. Gave ole Frank a run for his money."
"Yes he did. In fact it was nearly impossible for Frank to
catch Luke. He was always one step ahead. Believe me when I say that Luke’s son
had inherited his father’s traits. He knows the game of being on the run, how
to shake a tail, use alias’s…how to remain inconspicuous."
"Zander knows nothing of that though," Sorel shook his
head. "It’s no problem for me."
"Zander is traveling with Lucky so I’m sure he’s teaching him
the tricks of the trade. Where I come in is this…I know every trick the
Spencer’s hold up their sleeves. I know what to look for and how to intercept
them. Studying the Spencers was a lifework for me. So when I find Lucky, I also
find Zander."
Sorel nods. "I understand now. You want to hand over Zander
when you find Lucky."
Helena laughed. "There’s a catch Mr. Sorel. You do the same
for me. You notify me of any leads, just as I’ll notify you. And if you catch
up with them first, you hand Nikolas, Lucky, and their two girlfriends over to
me. No questions asked."
"Sure," Sorel nodded. "Is that all you wanted with
me Mrs. Cassadine?"
Helena smiled. "Why of course. You may leave now. Andreas will escort you
back to the mainland. Believe me when I say that you will not regret this
partnership. Together we will both get what we want."
Sorel smiled evilly as he left the room. Helena smiled happily. It
indeed was a stroke of luck this partnership. Together, nothing could stand in
their way. Not even Luke Spencer and his games.