Caray, Caray!

Part 1:

Once again we’re ogling poor Jennifer’s descent sans benefit of parachute as Ana Leticia looks on.  (According to The Splat Calculator at a body weight of say, 120 lbs., poor Jennifer’s fall from grace was the equivalent of being hit by a car going approximately 77 mph.  ¡QEPD! )  A-Mimi, her feet back on solid ground once more, looks over her handiwork and drives off.  Ho. Hum.  And meanwhile…..

Mariano’s sexratary, Adriana, reports she’s been unable to reach his fiancée on either her cellular or at the house.  It all goes to voice mail/ the recorder.

In Orlando’s hospital room, Evaristo gives our bruised and contused Orly back his cell phone –sans any files having anything to do with Ana Lucía.  He warns our scared little   suffering shakedown artist in training that the phone can now be traced by Ev’s tracking devices and so he’ll always be able to keep tables on him and his calls.  To be certain that Orly keeps mum, he’s got his grandson there as his personal bodyguard.

At the same time, Santiago and the other architect Jen was supposed to meet with arrive at the job site.  The guy tells Santi that he understood she was engaged to be married.  Santi figures she thought he’d died or deserted her and it makes sense.  They turn towards the entrance to the building and see Jen laid and splayed like a rag doll.  Santi races over to her.  She gains consciousness momentarily.  “—It’s you!  Marcelo!!”  He has a few seconds to register that she knows him as Marcelo Salvaterra with a flashback to the visit to Iñaki’s new digs and his question to SanMarco if that name sounded familiar to him.  Well it does now!



At the same time, Valentin is remembering Mariano and the last time he confronted him –with a gun—blaming him for having destroyed his life.  Ana Laura is at The Realty Place to chat with her uncle and wants TinTin to meet him with her, lying that he has another appointment to get to.  He begs off.  She gives him the use of her driver and goes inside.

Back at the construction site, the architect is trying to raise a signal on the cell to call an ambulance but there is no signal.  Just then a shot rings out and the guy is wounded in the gut.  SanMarco escapes into the building and is pursued by the two other gunmen there.

At TRP, Ana Llora doesn’t have a chance to tell Mariano her friend, TinTin;s, last name cuz at that instant she meets Yaki,  Yaki sweet talks her and chats her up and then later suggests to his brother, J that J. should marry A Llora for her money and then they’d both be rich as lords—his life’s ambition.

At the job site, SanMarco shakes off the jitters and his alter-ego takes over.  He becomes the fast-thinking, quick-moving man of mystery and adventure he was in the earlier life. He grabs a nail gun off a nearby bench, uses it to wound and then shelter himself behind one of his pursuers, grabbing his gun from him, as the guy takes all the bullets meant for him.  He shoots the other gunman in the knee, races back down and outside the building where he notes the dead Jen is.  He looks over to the car and sees the bleeding architect lying against the back wheel.  He gets the guy’s keys, throws him into the back seat and races off towards civilization.  However, he’s not quick enough and the guy dies before he makes it out of the back beyond.  SanMarco decides to change his clothes, puts on the backpack and then hikes back to his hotel.


At the same time, A Mimi is drinking a glass of wine in First Class on the airplane headed back to Mexico City.  She’s remembering the conversation she had with Jen that led to her pushing Mariano’s threat of a fiancée off the edge of that building.  Jen was excited for her because it meant Marcelo was alive and kicking!  But that was the problem!  It meant her life would be falling all to pieces again.  She babbles excitedly in an explanation that Jen does not grasp.  “If Santiago hasn’t shown his face these last three years it’s because he knew exactly what I did.  He must be planning his act of revenge against me!”  “—What are you talking about?”  “I was hoping it would only be about a trick that Evaristo planned.  Jen mentions Ev was there a couple days earlier, looking for him, and trying to HELP him.  Did he mention A Mimi?  Sure, they talked about her.  A Mimi loses it again and screams she couldn’t ever trust her!

Jen just doesn’t understand the problem.  A Mimi flies into a murderous rage—literally.  “—I know you better than you know yourself, Jennifer!  You can’t stand me!  I can see it in your face, every time you hug me or tell me how much you care about me!  You haven’t the strength to disguise your jealousy of me.  I am so stupid not to see how you and Evaristo would join forces against me!  The perfect means of getting my uncle to stop caring about me, to rob me of him and of his love for me!”  Jen threatens to blab to Mo about this latest temper tantrum but then A Mimi grabs Jen by the arms and starts to push at her.  “—Your not going to tell him anything!”  They struggle and she eventually pushes Jen over the edge.
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Part 2~~

Gun Guy #1 calls Ev to make his not so encouraging report at the scene.  Ev says clean up your mess, Don’t touch Jen’s body though--and don’t leave a trace of Beltran, or the shell casing, or themselves.  Then go search the hospitals for the wounded architect.

AMiMi gets drunker and we see that she hated the fact that her lame sister and the little lost lamb, if found, were probably going to inherit more than she was from Granny.  Marcelo was determined to find A Lucky and he thought she was alive; so she was having him offed.  She thought herself as having pulled it off beautifully but then found she was mistaken cuz ALucky was/is dead.  So Ooops! She did all this in vain!  It was then too late to stop the attempt at Marcelo’s murder. (Win some, lose some, girlfriend.)  He was the only man who could make her forget what she felt for Mo.  Yep, she’s a sickie and that’s why Jen had to sprout angel wings or else.  Else took precedence.  No way A MiMi was lettin’ Jen take Mo’s luhhhhv away from her!  Oh how she hated Jennifer getting in her way!

Meanwhile, that night, while A Lucky isn’t feeling it, SanMarco makes it back to the little hotel and gets cleaned up.  He starts having flashback to the old Marcelo in the mirror.  He thinks back to the smooth moves he made and the sure way he seemed to handle that semi-automatic pistol poppin’ while making his escape from those killers who’d been hunting him.   Hmmm.  Almost scary…almost.  So who is he?  Obviously not Beltran—Marcelo Salvaterra?

At the same time, back in the DF, A MiMi arrives late and gets scolded—slightly—by naive Ernestina.  AMiMi lies that she was showing property all day, sneers orders to Leonora, and then goes upstairs to have a chat with A Llora.
Mo tries to reach Jen but gets only her VM.

AMiMi asks A Llora after Tío Mo.  He’s been walking on clouds waiting for Jen to come up for the wedding.  Oh, what a great and powerful couple—her constructing buildings and him selling them.  Mr. and Mrs. Owner of The Realty Place.  What about her new partner, this Iñaki she met today?  “--Ah!  He’s just a peon!  I am an owner of the place.” A Llora corrects her; she’s only the niece of the owner and it’s not quite the same.

That night as A MiMi cleans the makeup off her face, careful to smear the lipstick just so, she remembers the satisfying sensation of seeing Jennifer falling to her death, and then wonders in a panic where Marcelo is.

Why, he’s still in his hotel room remembering Yaki talking about Marcelo Salvaterra and his wife having lived in the apartment prior.  “--And what was her name?”  “--Ana Leticia.  Ana Leticia Alvarez del Castillo.”  Viewerville begins to wonder if SanMarco may have half a brain in addition to all that beefcake of his.

Back at the manse, A Llora comments to Leonora that she’s been feeling anxious for her other sister, A Lucia.  She’s certain her sister is going through some kind of separation trauma.  No, says Leo.  It’s more likely ALlora is feeling the separation from Ramiro, who Leo knows is the love of her life.  Across town, in Midtown, A Lucky is upset that Santi wouldn’t promise her he was coming back; Mama Soledad tells her to think positive thoughts.  (Ohhhhmmmmm!)


SanMarco makes a trip to the public library in town and starts looking up a few names on a free computer there.  The first one of them is Marcelo Salvaterra.  There he is and in the society pages, to boot!  The next name is Ana Leticia Alvarez del Castillo.  He sees the two of them in a photo together—and it’s the spitting image of A Lucky, only in much more expensive threads……

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