Rolf had warned Stefano that EJ was on a rampage and wouldn’t give up easily in the search of his son. Stefano knew that he would have to stay on the run to stay one step ahead of his son. Although he was sure that he wouldn’t look to Saudi Arabia as his first choice but it wouldn’t be long before he would find him. He was already making plans about where they would go next.

He wasted no time in hiring a full-time live-in nanny to care for Gianni. His grandson deserved nothing but the best and he was going to raise him to be the DiMera heir Stefano would be proud of. The heir that he could never be if his mother and father were to raise him. Stefano knew that if he left it up to his son that Gianni would grow up soft hearted, a weakling.

Stefano wouldn’t allow that to happen. Not as long as there was a breath left in his body. Yes, he had many plans laid in store for his young grandson and when the time was right he would present his grandson to the world. A DiMera, unlike the world has ever seen.

He sat in the study sipping his brandy and thinking about the future, more importantly, thinking about how to stay one step ahead of his son. He knew it wouldn’t be easy. His son was smart, cunning, and more than a match for him. That alone made the entire scenario more exciting for Stefano. It had been a long time since he faced a worthy adversary. He never thought that it would be his son.

He picked up the phone to make a call, “Just make the arrangements. If I have to move it will be quickly. I won’t have time to waste. Just make it happen.” He slammed down the phone, “Imbeciles!” He hated dealing with people of a lesser intellect than his own. It was quite taxing on him. He decided a visit with his grandson was in order.

He found the nanny rocking the baby who was quite fussy. “I don’t know what is wrong Mr. DiMera. He just cries and cries. Perhaps he misses his family, his sister, his mother.” Stefano took Gianni from her arms, “Nonsense. He’s just fussy. He doesn’t miss his family. I….I am his family. Be gone. I want to visit with my grandson.” The nanny left quickly as she was very intimidated by Stefano.

He settled down into the rocking chair and rocked Gianni. The baby gradually settled down and fell into a peaceful sleep. Stefano patted his back, “That’s it, my Gianni, sleep now. You have quite a bright future ahead of you little one. Don’t you worry now. Nonno will take care of everything. Sleep my little prince.” He laid the baby in the crib and quietly walked out of the room.

His cell phone rang, startling him, “Yes,” he answered. “When?….Keep me informed.” He snapped the phone shut. “So Elvis, my source says you are heading to Italy. So it begins.”