Chapter 5

After spending about an hour with Michael, playing with his toys and talking to him about why they were no longer all living together, Sonny got ready to leave the Brownstone. He was fairly content with Michael's state of mind, and promised the boy he would always be there for him, no matter what. Walking into the foyer, he was dismayed when the door opened and Carly came in, loaded down with shopping bags from Wyndam's. "Sonny!" she exclaimed, dropping the bags in a heap on the floor. "Excuse me," Sonny curtly replied, stepping over some of the bags and moving to brush past her. She blocked him with her body and tried to embrace him. "Sonny please! Talk to me for a minute, will you?" He looked into her eyes, wet with tears, and felt himself shutting down. Carly watched his eyes grow dark and lifeless. "Don't touch me, and get out of my way." "Sonny please, I'm sorry! I love you!" He shook his head, forcibly moved her aside, and left, slamming the door behind him. Carly fell to her knees, crushing her purchases, and sobbed.

Sonny rode in silence to the warehouse. Adam had to asked him several times where they were headed; Sonny didn't seem to hear him at first. Once they arrived, Sonny instructed Adam to track down Benny and have him report in. When he entered the office, Sonny was startled to see Angel Ellis waiting for him. "Sonny!" she greeted him with a smile. "I missed you. I hope you don't mind me dropping by unannounced." Sonny shrugged, "why should I mind? Of course, if you were to have 'announced' yourself, what would you have said?" Angel looked at him perplexed, "what do you mean Sonny?" He stared at her, hard. "I mean, would you have called and said 'hey Sonny, it's Angel!' or maybe, 'hey Sonny it's Angel Ellis.' Or maybe you would have said, 'hey Sonny, it's me Angel. The daughter of your worst enemy.'" Angel swallowed. She knew he would find out eventually, but was hoping he would have fallen in love with her first. "Sonny, I was going to tell you..." "Save it!" Sonny bellowed. "I wouldn't believe one word that came out of your lying mouth." He paused, and calmed down a bit. "Look, you helped me out, and in return, you got what you wanted from me. I don't want to see you again." Angel felt desperate; she couldn't lose him now. "Sonny I love you. I want to be with you. Please don't be this way." Sonny smirked, "see, that's the first tip off. First you tell me you love me, then you stab me in the back. Oh, wait a minute, that was your father. Goodbye Angel." Seeing she wasn't making any effort to leave, Sonny called out for Adam. "Yeah boss?" he asked upon entering the room. "Ms. Ellis was just leaving," Sonny told him. Angel resigned herself to reality and allowed Adam to escort her out, taking one final look at Sonny over her shoulder.

Sonny shook his head, trying to shake it off. He had to keep his mind on business. Then his cell phone rang, and he removed it from his suit coat pocket and answered it.

"Corinthos."

"Boss, it's Benny. I've located that item you were interested in."

"Great. Is it available for purchase right now?"

"Yes sir. I'll meet you at that place."

"Right."

Sonny hung up the phone. Finally, the long battle with Joseph Sorel would come to an end. "Adam!" he called out again; "we're going for a ride." 

Benny, and several of Sonny's men, brought Sorel to a pre-determined abandoned building on the outskirts of town. He sat, tied to a chair and gagged, waiting helplessly for his fate, which he knew would come in the form of Sonny Corinthos. When Sonny arrived, he glared at Sorel, and put his hand out for someone to hand him a gun. "Uh boss, let's have someone else do that," Benny suggested while he handed it over. "Leave us," Sonny ordered in reply. Everyone left the room, leaving Sonny, the gun, and Sorel. "I made so many mistakes with you Sorel, but I'm going to end that all now." He raised the gun and put it to Sorel's forehead. Sorel released his bladder and whimpered. Sonny smiled, cocked the gun, and...then, he suddenly moved the gun away. "Oh, I almost forgot. I wanted to tell you that I met your daughter. You know, Angel?" Sorel's eyes grew wide, and Sonny continued, "yeah, she helped me out after you stabbed me in the back like the coward you are. She took me somewhere and took good care of me...real good care. I don't mind telling you, she's one hell of a good ride." Sorel screamed through his gag, which muffled it almost completely, and struggled against his restraints. "Goodbye," Sonny said, returned the gun to Sorel's forehead, and pulled the trigger. He took out his handkerchief, wiped the gun clean, then walked outside where Benny and the others were waiting for him. Handing the gun back to Benny, he told him, "clean up the mess. I'm going home."

The next morning, Sonny awoke in the guest room. He couldn't bring himself to sleep in the bed he'd shared with Carly; not yet. "Maybe if I share it with someone else, that'll help," he wondered. He made a mental note to call Jasmine soon. After showering, shaving and dressing, he went downstairs for breakfast. As he ate, he contemplated what to do next. Sorel was history, and so was his marriage. The coffee business practically ran itself. The other business would require some attention, since Sorel's men needed to be dealt with, that was if they were dumb enough to stick around. But that could be delegated. He thought about Luke and their conversation two days before. He was glad to have his friend back, although it would be awkward for awhile between them. Then, his mind went to another friend he'd lost, and he realized he'd lost her because of Carly. He picked up the phone and called Benny. "It's me. I'm going away for a week or so." "That's right. You make sure Sorel's men are rounded up and dispensed with." "Well, probably most of them have run already." "Where? Oh I need you to book a private jet for me. I'm going to Paris."

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