Alexis� penthouse � The Next Day

Alexis and Steven met with a private detective. He should investigate Caress�s past. Neither Alexis nor Steven believed that the investigation of the police would find something that proved Alexis�s innocence, because they doubt that the police were really looking for evidence that pointed in a different direction. �I want you to find out everything you possibly can on my sister and her life in Europe.� Alexis asked him.

�And see what you can come up with about her lawyer Kenneth Maher.� Steven added. They just had to find a way to prove that he had given a false testimony. He had lied about Caress�s will and her intention to change it. But how could they get him to confess?

�Okay. I'll see what I can find out.� The private detective replied, getting up. �I�ll call you.� He said and left the penthouse.

�Proving my innocence won�t be easy.� Alexis stated.

�But not impossible. The truth will come out.� Steven tried to show optimism.

�I wish Zach�s condition would finally show any signs of improvement. I need him to testify that it was Caress who shot him.� Alexis said frustrated.

Steven nodded. He knew the importance of Zach Powers� statement. �I have a surprise for you.� Steven said with a gentle smile.

�I hope a good one.� Alexis asked without much interest.

�Actually he should be here any minute.� Steven replied, looking at his watch. He hoped it would cheer her up.

Just then, the elevator doors slid open and Adam entered the penthouse. Alexis turned around and saw him.

"Adam! Darling� She exclaimed happily, rushing over to him. �I was so worried about you.� She said, embracing him with all her strength.



Adam returned the embrace. �I�m fine, mother.� He assured her.

�I couldn�t bear losing you a second time.� Alexis said, looking up at him.

�You should know that you won�t get rid of me that easily, mother.� Adam said with a grin.



Steven watched them and was glad that it worked. Adam�s return would help Alexis to forget about the arrest and the upcoming trial for a moment.


La Mirage- the temporary lobby

Patricia Harrison was enjoying her cocktail while she was waiting in the lobby of La Mirage, well what could pass as a lobby since the fire, but she had seen the model that was in the foyer, it showed the guests what to expect in the future. She had been impressed on what Fallon Carrington Colby had built after she had come here. Patricia could very well imagine Fallon being a tough business woman, had she already been a tough little brat the last time she�d seen her. And that was ages ago. But now she wanted to see her again. After all, Fallon Carrington was the one who made her leave Denver.

Patricia�s eyes immediately focused on Fallon and Jeff as they entered. Fallon looked around and gave her husband a satisfied smile.

�Once everything is renovated, La Mirage is going to be bigger and better than ever,� she said. More than ever Fallon wanted this hotel to become one of the most famous and luxurious hotels again.

�Oh honey, I don�t have any doubts about that. And Roman seems to know what he�s talking about.� Jeff replied.

Patricia was a bit nervous when she rose up from her chair. She started walking towards Jeff and Fallon who were heading for the reception. She wasn�t sure if Fallon would recognize her again. Pretending to look for something in her purse she intentionally bumped into Fallon and dropped it.

�Oh my God, I�m awfully sorry,� Fallon said and immediately bent down to help the lady picking up the things that had fallen out. When the two women were standing again, facing each other, Fallon felt a strange feeling coming up, but Patricia broke the silence.

�Oh, never mind. Clumsy me, I�m always having my head in the clouds.� She gave Fallon a cool smile. You don�t remember me, do you? Patricia thought.



�No, it was my fault,� Fallon insisted. �Let me make it up to you. I�ll have a bottle of champagne send to your room � You are a guest here, are you?�

�No, I�m not. I called a few days ago and somebody at the reception told me you don�t have any free rooms, due to the renovation.�

Jeff looked puzzled at his wife. �I didn�t know you closed all the rooms,� he said.

�Well, I didn�t,� Fallon replied and then turned to Patricia again.



�Listen, you have been misinformed. I�ll find out who misinformed you and I�ll have a suite booked for you, Mrs. ...�

�That�s not necessary, I already have a room now, but thank you. Goodbye� Patricia said coldly and walked out, leaving puzzled Jeff and Fallon alone.

�What a strange woman,� Jeff said, wrinkling his forehead. Fallon was still standing there watching Patricia leave the hotel and the door close. The strange feeling came up again.


Kyle's Apartment

Krystina and Kyle sat together on the sofa, watching the television and kissing. They barely left the apartment in the last few days. Krystle begged Krystina to come to the mansion and pretend that she is still living there, but Krystina refused to go on with the �charade� and visited Blake only once, telling him that she�s going for the weekend with a friend of her.

�I�m going to talk with my father soon. I can�t lie to him anymore� she told Kyle and was about to shut the TV down.

�Don�t. I want to see the news� he asked her. Krystina wasn�t interested in Alexis Colby�s arrest, but Kyle wanted to hear the latest on that. He was still afraid the police would connect his name to the tragedy with Caress Morel and Zach Powers.

�What do you think?� Krystina asked.

�What, about Alexis Colby?�

�About me seeing my father, Kyle.�

�Oh, that.�

�Yes, that.�

�I don�t know. Don�t you think it�s a little bit soon?�

�No. He has to know the truth. You don�t know my father. The minute he hears that I�m married you � he�ll be furious. Not to mention the fact that everybody lied to him. The longer I postpone that conversation the angrier will be his reaction.� She said.

Kyle was about to reply to it when somebody knocked on the door. Who was that? �Just a moment.� He said, getting up and approaching the door. �Mr. Cohen!� Kyle was surprised to see his landlord standing in front of him.

�Hello Mr. Roberts, you must know the reason I�m here.� The man said coldly.

�Actually I was about to call you. I need a few more days.�

�Not one day more, Mr. Roberts. I have been waiting long enough!�

�I know, and I�m very thankful for your patient, but I�m really trying here, okay? Just give me a few days more. I�ll pay you the rent by the end of the month.� Kyle asked, thinking it would work.

�Do you have a hearing problem, or what? I said no more time! I want the money, Mr. Roberts!� He repeated. Krystina turned off the TV and joined them.

�What�s the matter, honey?�

�Nothing, darling. I�ll be right back.� Kyle tried to cover the situation, but Krystina had realized what it was about.

�Mr. Cohen� we will pay the rent by the end of the month. That�s a promise.� She tried.

�Look lady, your husband hasn�t paid rent for almost three months now. I was more than generous, but enough is enough. Now you have two choices, either you pay the rent now, or you leave this building immediately.

�We will pay. Just give us one more day, please sir?� Krystina looked at him with pleading eyes.

The man looked at Kyle, then back at Krystina. �Okay. You have twenty four hours to get the money to pay the rent of the last three months plus the rent of next month!�

�Next month.� Kyle jumped, but Krystina hurried to clam the atmosphere.

�All right, we will pay you everything by tomorrow this time.�

�You better, otherwise I will be forced to call the police and have you evicted.� Mr. Cohen said and then left. Kyle closed the door and stepped back inside with Krystina. By the look on her face he could tell how angry she was right now.

�Three months?� She said reproachfully.

�One day! How are we supposed to get that sum of money in one day?� Kyle was frustrated.

�I�ll take care of it.� She said determined.

�How�

�Just leave things to me, okay? God knows that you weren�t successful��


The remodeled La Mirage- Fallon�s office

Fallon sat back as her lawyers explained in detail what the terms of the contract entailed. She looked across the table and watched her new partner, Roman Rameries. Even his name seemed intriguing.

�So as you can see Mrs. Colby all the papers are in order, all they need is your signature.�

�All Right� she took the pen and signed her name, then Roman did the same.

�Well that is that.� Roman spoke. �Now if you gentlemen wouldn�t mind leaving us alone.�

The six attorneys left the room, and Roman smiled as he walked over to Fallon. �Well partner I think this calls for a toast.�

�I think you are right.� Fallon walked over to the model of the renovations that the architects constructed while Roman opened a bottle of champagne. �I can�t believe this model.�

�Believe it. La Mirage will be the show place of Denver. People form all over the country will flock here to stay at our resort.�

Roman handed her a glass.

�What should we toast to?� Fallon asked. She smiled at Roman and looked into his eyes. He was so intriguing, and his stare was intoxicating. But the eyes seemed so familiar.



�A toast to prosperous times for the both of us� Roman smiled, �a long and healthy relationship for our union.�

Fallon smiled as she sipped her champagne. Roman sat his glass down, and placed his hands on Fallon�s cheek. She looked puzzled, but didn�t protest.

�You are a very beautiful woman Fallon Colby; I�m a very lucky man to work with a woman who has a body along with a stunning brain.� He leaned in for a kiss and then Fallon snapped out of it a pulled away.

�Ah Roman, we are business partners only, and besides I�m a married woman, don�t forget that!�

�As you wish� Roman took her hand. �Until we meet again, I think I�m going to take a look at my new offices.� He closed the door behind him. �Well you turned me away again just like you did so many years ago Fallon Carrington, but this will be the last time.� He said to himself as he walked into his new office.

�Ah this will do nicely.� He said to no one. �I think this will do very nicely.� He turned facing the open door.� Well Fallon, I hope you enjoy your new capital, but it will be a costly deal, for I have big plans for our little operation here. Plans for my future, or should I say our future�

Meanwhile, back in her office, Fallon sat down at her desk, feeling the flush of her cheeks rise. She sighed. With all that had happened lately: the fire, Miles accident and now her mother�s upcoming trial, it was nice to take her mind off of things. She just hoped that Roman wouldn�t make things difficult here at work for her. She smiled. It was nice to know that she was still attractive. She was knocked back to reality when the phone rang, �Hello.�

�Hi honey, its me.� Jeff said on the other end of the line.

�Jeff!�

�How was the meeting with Roman?�

�Okay I guess. Any news with Miles?�

�No, But I just got home, and our daughter is missing again.�

Fallon slammed her fist on the desk. �But she was grounded.�

�She has snuck out again.� Jeff added. �I was hoping that she had called you.�

�Well she didn�t, I�m coming home right now, and when I get my hands on her. I�m going to rig her neck.�


Vila in uptown Denver � private party

Lauren entered the big villa, together with Ricky, who had convinced her earlier to come with him to this party. �We�ll have fun.� He had told her. She had been afraid of her parents� reaction, but Ricky had calmed her and promised that she would enjoy it.

�Hey, bro. Who�s the chick?� Some of the boys asked Ricky.

�Oh, a friend of mine, Lauren, this is Jimmy.�

�Hello, Jimmy.� Lauren smiled to him and the boy smiled back, while examining her. It was obvious that she came from a good house.
�Hi, babe. Welcome to our world!� He laughed. �Come on, it�s party time!� He yelled and joined his friends who danced in the big salon.

Lauren looked at them and felt like a stranger. She had never been at this kind of party and she didn�t feel like one of them. �Ricky, it�s too noisy here! Can we go?� She asked him.

�What? We just got here! Don�t be so difficult, Lauren. We�ll have a great time here, you�ll see. Come on!� He grabbed her hand and took her to the center of the salon.

�Come over here Rick, we have something good for you.� One of the guys called Ricky and took him aside. Lauren remained in her position, looking at the people dancing. It wasn�t hard to guess that they were on �something�. One of the guys came closer to her, totally high.

�Hey babe, do you want to dance?� He put his hand on her shoulder.

�No, thank you.� She released herself from his hand.

�So maybe you want something else?� He laughed.

�Leave me alone, okay?�

�Hey, what�s your problem?�

�Nothing, okay? Just leave me alone.�

�I know exactly what you need.� He said, offering her a joint. �Come on baby, relax!� He told her. Lauren pushed him away and run over to Ricky.

�Ricky, I want to go home.� She asked him, but he ignored her request.

�Don�t spoil the fun, take something �� He whispered and the guy who offered her the grass showed up again.

�You should listen to your boyfriend, babe.� He laughed.

�He is not my boyfriend!� Lauren said angrily.

�Really? That�s great!� He got excited and grabbed her arm again. �Come on, I�ll take care of you ��

�I don�t want anything. I just want to go home.� Lauren protested.

�You don�t have to go home.� Ricky laughed at her. �Come on, babe. Don�t spoil the fun. Try this!� He pressured her.

�No, she�s just a little girl, Rick. Let�s go�� The guy provoked her.

�I�m not a little girl!� Lauren got annoyed.

�You sure behave like one!� The guy noticed and she became even angrier.

�Okay, give it to me!� She said, grabbing the grass from him. He smiled.


The Denver Police department

Sgt. Harper was reading a report when his partner burst into the office. �Come on, Craig. Tanner wants us to do an observation in the Jackson case.� Lewis said, putting on his coat.

Harper shut the report and got up. �Wait, Frank! Maybe we made a mistake. Maybe we rushed the arrest.� He expressed his doubts.

�Which one?� Lewis asked, assuming Harper�s answer already.

�Alexis Colby.� His younger partner replied, handing the report to him. B
Lewis ran his eyes over it. �That�s the autopsy of Cassandra Morel. Well, she fell from her penthouse terrace. I guess there won�t be a surprise about what caused her death ...� He continued reading.

�She was HIV positive. She had AIDS.� Harper stated.

Lewis looked up at him �So what!�

�Don�t you understand, she was going to die anyway.� Harper explained.

�Craig, I really can�t see any connection here. What is your problem with Alexis Colby�s arrest suddenly?� His partner wondered.

�In all her interrogations she insisted that her sister committed suicide. I didn�t believe her so far, because why should an attractive and wealthy woman like Cassandra Morel end her life? But now I�m not sure anymore ... maybe there is more to it than we can see.�

�But all the evidence points to Alexis Colby.� Lewis objected.

�She said that the evidence was manipulated.� Harper replied.

�She couldn�t prove her claims and there are contradictions over contradictions in her testimony. Why should her sister shoot Zachary Powers when she wanted to make him to her sole heir?� Lewis reminded his partner.

�I don�t know.� Harper admitted.

Lewis put the report aside. �This case is completed. It�s up to the court now.�


Delta Rho

Steven opened the freezer door, took out the vodka bottle and poured himself a drink. He closed his eyes remembering what he just saw when he walked in on. Sammy Jo and Jim were having dinner.

�Sammy Jo, dinner has been amazing. Thank you so much for having me here. I�ll make it up to you.� Jim smiled brushing her face with his hand.

�Don�t worry about it, just get better, so we can go on with our lives.� Sammy Jo stated pulling back.

�Together? You are so beautiful and sexy. I will become the man you deserve. I love you!� Jim pulled her close to him and kissed her.



Sammy Jo lingered on as she noticed from the corner of the eye a movement. Realizing who it was she got up. �I better get the real desert. Don�t go anywhere!�

�I won�t! � Jim smiled. The plan of staying at the ranch was working better than expected. He would make sure Sammy Jo would forgive him and stay here indefinitely. He would win her over. It was just be a matter of time.

Sammy Jo walked into the kitchen and found Steven starring at his glass. �Steven what are you doing here?�

Steven looked up at her, his eyes tired and in pain. �What am I doing here? What�s Jim doing here?�

�I�ve asked him to stay here till he�s back on his feet. Ashley can�t take care of him all by herself. � Sammy Jo explained watching Steven�s face getting angrier.

�You�ve got to be kidding. You won�t let me stay but it�s ok for him!� Steven said. �It�s the same thing you stayed as long as you were sick and I don�t have to explain myself to you.� Sammy Jo explained.

�Sammy Jo, unlike me I don�t think Jim plans on leaving. He�ll never get better. He�s just trying to find another way of getting into your bed.� Steven pleaded.

�Steven, give me some credit, I can handle him. Anyway aren�t you here for the same reason, to get into my bed?� Sammy Jo retorted.

�Yes, that�s exactly why I�m here.� Steven stated sarcastically.

�Which part of the �I think you need to get a life� did you not understand?� Sammy Jo asked.

�The part where I need you!� Steven raised his voice.

�For how long?� Sammy Jo asked as Steven�s cell-phone rang.

�I need to get that, it could be about mother.� Steven explained.

�And she always comes first!� Sammy Jo yelled.



�Yes, alright, I�m on my way!� Steven answered his cell-phone.

Sammy Jo turned and opened the refrigerator door and took out the pie. She slammed the door as she heard Steven say, �I have to go, we are not finish��

�We are so finished, I will not be another charity case for you or last on your priority list, I want more and I intend to get it.� Sammy Jo headed out.

Steven grabbed her and pulled her back. �I will not let you push me away this time, I know you. We will continue this later.� He kissed her head and walked out. Sammy Jo stared after him, �Go help your mother, see if I care.�


The Carrington Mansion

Blake sighed as he put down his glasses on the desk. He rubbed his eyes and he was tired. But he had to go through those papers. He wanted to be up-to-date about Denver Carrington�s new project, when he returned. Jeff had done a good job so far and Blake was glad about that. He even thought about making him the new presidents of Denver Carrington once he retired. But that would be far in the future.

Half an hour later Blake finished his reading and was about to get to bed, when he heard a knock on the door and Gerard showed up. He looked a bit worried.

�Mr. Carrington, there�s a woman with yellow roses at the front door who wants to see you. I told her you wouldn�t see anybody at this hour, but...�

�What woman? Didn�t she say who she is?� Blake wanted to know.

�No, she refused to tell me her name.� Gerard replied. �I told her that you were resting and did not wish to be disturbed.�

�Let her in!� Blake said a bit harshly.

�But, sir ��

�Let her in, Gerard!� Blake repeated.

Gerard stood there for another second, then left.

First a bunch of yellow roses from an anonymous friend, then a Christmas gift with no message attached in front of the door and now that strange woman. Blake finally wanted to know what this was all about. He had enough of this kind of games and certainly didn�t need any kind of trouble. He got up from the desk and after he turned around he froze when he looked at Patricia, who was standing at the door.

�Hello Blake,� Patricia said and smiled, as we FADE OUT....

END EPISODE 27

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