The story so far ......
Alexis catches up with an old friend, Victor Bonaducci, whose son Max is terrorising Amanda..Krystle has been getting mysterious phonecalls.. Amanda discovers her friend Connie is missing....
Amanda sat on the bed, she did not know what to do, where to go! She feared for Connie's safety, there was no predicting what Max would do to her. Amanda sat thinking, her thoughts disturbed by a sound from the living area. Her heart began to race, had Max returned to snatch her away, as he had Connie? Grabbing her mobile phone from her purse, she speed dialed her mother's number, it went to voicemail. Amanda's hands were shaking, she managed to get up off the bed and make her way to the bedroom door. The door was partially opened, she slowly opened it fully, relief flooded her being when she discovered her mother and Victor Benaducci there!
"Mummy! Thank heavens it's you! I thought it was Max!"
Amanda ran to her mothers arms, she felt almost childlike, she needed the protection of her parent.
"Darling! What happened? Where is your friend?"
Alexis gave her daughter a hug, then she released her, to try and find out what exactly was going on.
"I got a text message from Connie. She asked me to hurry over here..She needed to talk! When I got here she was gone..There was a note on the bed from Max.."
Victor sighed, he felt despair at the depths his son was prepared to sink to, in order to seek his pointless revenge. While Alexis comforted Amanda, he went into the bedroom to read the note. Victor stuffed the note into his jacket pocket, then returned to the sitting area to join Alexis and Amanda.
"I could kill that son of mine! I may have not aways been the perfect gentleman.. but I draw the line at abusing women. I am deeply ashamed!"
Alexis put her hand on his shoulder, by way of comfort.
"Victor Darling! We can't be totally responsible for the actions of ones children. Even though we might feel the burden."
Victor nodded, even though he agreed with her, he still could not help but feel responsible.
"I cannot help my feelings, Alexis. We must try and put an end to his reign.. Tough measures must be administered."
Alexis could not argue with that course of action.
"I totally agree. All we can do this evening is have a stiff drink. I do believe Amanda could do with a large brandy."
With everyone in agreement, they left the hotel suite, in search of the bar.
It took Amanda two days to recover from the shock, she was shaken, worried about her friend, where she was, what condition she was in , if alive! Amanda was so relieved to have the support of her mother, not to mention the safe haven of the penthouse.
Alexis worried for her daughters safety, if not her sanity, with Max Benaducci at large.. But she had so much on her mind at this moment.. What with the Jeremy Van Dorn trial beginning tomorrow, she was expected at the courthouse in the morning. She had happier events the evening after, with the gala opening of 'The Morrell Plaza'. Everything so far was going to plan, she was thrilled that all the guests she had invited had accepted her invitation, all but a few..Steven had rung to say he would fly in with Bart, the morning of the gala.. She must book him into one of the luxury suites. Alexis ticked the remaining boxes on her to do sheet and sat back a smile on her face at her achievement. She was delighted to welcome a new arrival in the form of her son Adam Carrington, who had informed her in advance, that he had some news regarding Frank Mulligan's mystery friend at The Fallbacker Clinic.
"Mother! I can't stay very long.. I just wanted you to see these photographs while they are fresh from the lab."
Alexis sat upwright on the sofa, alerted to the impending revelation. Adam handed her a brown, hardbacked envelope, she eagerly removed the batch of b/w photo's from within.
"Darling! Will I be shocked?"
Adam poured himself a scotch, awaiting her reaction.
"Mother! I do not honestly know!"
Alexis scanned the images, they obviously featured Frank, but in all their clarity, she found it difficult to identify the wheelchaired patient, his hat and sunglasses, almost a disguise, his unshaven beard hiding a multitude.
"It is hard to tell if it is Dex. I guess there is a possibility. He has bound to have lost weight and I imagine he is in pain."
Alexis studied the photo's again, she longed for a sign of recognition, that would confirm that he was in fact here beloved Dex.
"Alexis! I did not realise you were into photography!"
Both Adam and Alexis had been so engrossed in the images that they failed to hear Frank Mulligan enter the penthouse.
"Frank! I totally forgot you were calling to take me to the hotel. I gather it is no use pretending now. Who is that man you regularly visit at the clinic?"
Alexis felt embarassed at been caught in the act, as where, she would hate him to think she was somehow checking up on him.
"I had presumed that I was entitled to a private life! What exactly are you trying to find out about me?"
Frank took the photo's from her and quickly viewed them.
"Frank! Adam was just been doubly careful.. When he discovered you made regular visits to the Clinic, I became intrigued. I got a wild idea that this mystery man might just be Dex!"
Frank threw the photo's on the coffee table and sighed.
"I do realise Adam is only looking after your best interests. I respect that. I respect you Alexis! That man is not Dex Dexter. He is my very best friend, wounded by a stray bullett, while on an undercover mission."
Frank was not too upset at the interference in his private life, he learned to accept situations and the people who orchestrated them.
"Thank you Frank for disclosing your personal business. I guess I am relived it is not Dex. It makes things alot less complicated."
Alexis touched his arm, she knew in her heart that he was a good man, who could be a true friend.
Meanwhile at the Carrington mansion, Krystle could not get the revelations regarding Amanda's friend Connie Out of her mind. She wondered if Alexis had any knowledge of Connie's profession. Although they both never did see eye to eye on anything, Krystle was tempted to ring her and ask her out straight. Krystle pondered the idea for a few minutes, she then decided to go ahead, what was there to lose? She was just about to lift the receiver when the phone rang.
"Hello! Who is this? Could you have the decency to say something?"
Krystle was becoming more and more frustrated at the persistence of the phone calls. She finally told Blake about the frequency of them, he seemed concerned, but promised to step up security.
"It is all in your head!"
With those whispered words, the caller hung up. Krystle stood in a state of confusion, was somebody trying to drive her insane? She sat down for a few minutes to somehow focus. She then returned to her original plan, she would phone Alexis.
"Alexis! I need to ask you a question regarding Amanda's friend, Connie.."
Krystle was not at all keen on asking Alexis anything, as most often than not she was given a short, sharp answer.
"Krystle! So nice to hear from you! Looking forward to the event of the season? I am so glad you both accepted my invitation. Why on earth would you be interested in Miss Connie Rich?"
Alexis was more than curious.
"Alexis I am a little worried about Amanda. I got some information from a very good source, who claims that Connie is a call girl! I can't quite understand what they have in common!"
Alexis pondered for a moment, should she tell her everything? Knowing full well she would tell Blake. However Blake was Amanda's father, she may as well reveal the secret to him.
"Krystle! I do know what Miss Rich used to do for a living. I can assure you Amanda is not involved in that paticular profession. She got involved with a man who turned out to be far from what he pretended to be. She thought he was a legit Hollywood producer, turned out he made porn films, his actresses moonlighted as escorts offset! After his studio was shut down, he turned to drugs and drink, he began to abuse her. Connie helped her escape from his clutches, they arrived in Denver, but this man has followed them here."
Krystle was shocked, she was relieved that Amanda was not involved in anything seedy, but she felt concern that this man was still at large.
"I don't know what to say, I never imagined there was so much intrigue in all this. What are you going to do about this guy?"
Alexis sighed and lit herself a cigarette.
"Krystle! I honestly do not know. But one thing is for certain, no man will harm a hair on any of my childrens heads and live to tell the tale!"
To be continued....
(c) 2011 Mark Mc Morrow..
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