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Mykonos, Greece: Flat

After Luke had shown them whatever he had on the phone, Elizabeth had gestured for Jason to join them at the table, and Luke didn’t even look that surprised to see him. Jason wanted to throttle the other man for the grief he’d brought to Elizabeth, for the lies he’d told—but a single look at the women told Jason that he was best just standing behind them and taking his cues from them.

So they’d returned to the flat where Sonny had taken Spinelli to get started. When Jason had admitted to Elizabeth that he literally had no idea how useful he’d be during all of this, he knew that Sonny felt even more useless. Sonny didn’t even go into the field anymore—he’d been delegating that to Jason for years. But Sonny knew how to look like he had things together, so putting him with Spinelli who was good at taking orders had been the best plan.

“All of the Cassadines,” Sonny repeated, staring at his former business partner. “Mikkos. Helena. The sons.”

“And Nikolas and Jake,” Laura said faintly. She went over to Spinelli’s computer where he’d downloaded Luke’s photos, looking for any extra information he could find. She stared at the photograph, the sight of Mikkos with both of his sons.

She could scarcely believe Stefan and Nikolas had thrown in with the murderous trio, and if Luke was right, if Valentin Cassadine, the most notorious double agent DVX and the WSB had ever employed, was on his way—

“This is Endgame all over again,” Luke said.

“It’s worse than that,” Elizabeth said. Laura and Luke frowned, looking at her. “Endgame was just Helena and Stavros. They wanted revenge against you, Luke. But Lucky told me stories about Mikkos. Stories that he’d heard from you all his life.”

“He’s the one that wanted to freeze the world,” Sonny said. “He’s insane—”

“He makes insane look normal,” Luke muttered. “How sure are we that the Dark Prince and Stiffin aren’t part of this?”

“I don’t know,” Laura admitted. “But—” She bit her lip. “Luke, the Ice Princess—”

“I broke it into pieces a long time ago,” Luke reminded her. “And it’s not nearly as powerful as anyone ever said. It was just a diamond—”

“And nearly everyone sitting at that table is supposed to be dead,” Elizabeth interrupted. “And if Lucky has been brainwashed again—Helena used the diamond to do that. She used it as a trigger.”

“Let’s just focus on getting eyes on the estate,” Sonny suggested, trading an uneasy look with Jason who felt as out of depth as Sonny looked. Brainwashing, diamonds, weather machines, dead Cassadines —”

“I’m working on the network now,” Spinelli said. “I can’t work any faster or I’ll be caught.”

Elizabeth’s phone vibrated and she glanced down at it. “Patrick, Robert, and Anna have landed in Athens. They’ll be here in another two hours.”

“They’ll know how to deal with Valentin,” Luke said. “Anna trained him at the WSB before he went rogue.”

“I’m going to go call the boys,” Elizabeth told Jason. “Patrick said they’re with Lulu and Maxie.”

But when Elizabeth went to place the call to Lulu’s cell phone, it went to voicemail, and disappointed, Elizabeth left a message for Cameron and Aiden, hoping that she’d be able to keep her promise and see them again.

Scorpio House: Living Room

Dante Falconieri shoved open the door to the house, grimacing as he saw the toys strewn across the living room. He’d gotten his wife’s voice mail at the end of a long overnight shift, and the last thing he’d wanted to do was help babysit anyone’s kids.

He frowned when he didn’t hear any sounds, so he went upstairs to Emma’s room, then just stopped and stared at the two women who were sitting on the floor struggling to free themselves—

They were seated back to back, with a a rope tied around their upper bodies, tying their arms down with their mouths gagged.

Dante dragged the gag from Lulu’s mouth. “What the hell?”

“Those are not children,” she seethed. “Those are demons from hell and we are never having kids—”

He untied them, trying not to snicker. “Where’d they go?”

“By now?” Lulu huffed. “I’m sure they’ve hijacked a plane. Oh, damn, where’s Aiden?” She rushed out of the room.

Maxie sighed, shoved her hair out of her eyes. “They left a letter,” she told Dante. “Spencer said it was a matter of honor, and Cameron said something about older brothers.”

“Did Emma leave a cryptic message?” Dante asked dryly as he picked up his ringing phone, unsurprised when he learned from Carly that somehow, Joss had also disappeared, leaving a letter about how her mom should understand, she’d do it for Jason.

Just another day in Port Charles, Dante thought grimly, as he called the airport and put them on alert for short people trying to get to Greece.

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