2007 News Archives - Mr. Kim Chee
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A Murderous Comedy

September 6, 2007
by Brent Kellogg

Okay, who's the GCN reader writing to ask where Gina Roma was when the Athletic Supporter Club was crawling with cops and paramedics and unusual suspects? Don't you know you're not supposed to think that deep? Roma only manages the AS. She can't be bothered with little things, like dead bodies in the motel rooms and low-wage earning maids who let their pockets get picked of key-cards to the rooms. Roma can't keep the rift-raft out of the by-membership-only club because everyone has a membership! As we've seen, you can be a newcomer to this fine city and without any means of income, like Carson McDonald, walk into the AS and not a single person will question why you're there.

That Roma was apparently too busy in the kitchen preparing sugar-rich treats for the gingerbread children to notice the disturbance going on, she did emerge long enough to tell David Chow and Nikki Newman of the death.

"Oh, that's nice to hear. We came expecting to have a nice meal and you tell us there's been another crime here? What kind of a place are you running?" Chow and Newman didn't say. They might have asked too when J.T. Hellstrom could be expected to arrive and threaten the bartender with a gun, or if back from the grave Cameron Kirsten would be making an appearance.

That the AS was open for business wasn't the only error in what you can bet will become another murderous comedy.

Take dirty cop Maggie Sullivan, please. Wouldn't the first thing Sullivan want to know is why Amber Moore was in the victim's room standing over the body? Shouldn't she have asked, "How did you get in here?", or did she think the door was open, or that Mr. Kim Chee let Moore in?

When Moore said that she was acquainted with the victim, shouldn't that have set off alarm bells? Given that she claims to be a detective, shouldn't Sullivan know a little something about Moore? For instance, that Moore's a suspect in the theft of government money and is currently out on bail? When Moore said she suspected Chee stole the since gone missing money, wouldn't a good cop have thought there was a connection in that Moore needs to repay her share of the money and the reported $700,000 Chee was said to have had in his room might have been an incentive?

As questioned in a previous report, when Jill Abbott asked Sullivan, and the worthless ADA Heather Stevens, why they didn't find it suspicious that Chee died only minutes before he was to go on national TV, why didn't one of the Keystone Kops ask why Chee was going on TV? Did he have something important to tell the American public, for example, that Senator Jack Abbott is corrupt? And how, of the one reporter there asking questions today, did Sullivan know that it was him who had planned to ask Chee questions at the news conference? Is there but one reporter in all the city like there is defense lawyers? Not that the reporter told Sullivan anything, does he represent the "press" that so many criminals fear? If not, where was the press? Isn't there a gaggle of them following the senator around? Is that there's only one reporter explain why Victor Newman was able to get away with saying he didn't know Chee "at all?"

What about the security camera said to be scattered about the AS such as the one that caught all those people going into and out of Carmen Mesta's room? Why haven't the Koppers thought to look at the videotape? Are they afraid they'll see Moore using a key-card to gain access to Chee's room? What about Moore chatting in plain view with the light-fingered stranger in town, McDonald? Wouldn't someone think it strange, or is he, as McDonald said, so well known around these parts as to be beyond reproach?

What was all the talk today of Chee being "a young man?" How much younger than old lady Abbott could he have been? Young enough to be her son? Understandably Abbott was distraught, but what made her presume to think it's up to her to notify Chee's parents? Given Jack Abbott's assertion that Chee was, "an amazing businessman", and a billionaire at that, wouldn't he have "people" to do things like that? Plus, why would Mrs. Abbott assume that his parents can't speak English? Because they're Korean and naturally Koreans living in America are like Mexicans who can't speak the language? Then, told by her son, who to this day goes by the name Cane Ashby, that she could hire an interpreter to deliver the bad news, the old woman said she couldn't imagine getting such news from an interpreter? Wouldn't the interpreter be speaking Korean? What the else difference would it make? One way or another, the parents are most likely going to find out. Not that it matters, if Chee's parents are like Carmen Mesta's, they won't bother coming to Genoa City for the funeral, if there is one.

Speaking of funerals, you might be wondering too why Senator Abbott would tell a reporter that asking questions about the death was inappropriate because, "People are mourning here." What the hell? It's not like they were in a church; they were at an athletic club! And from the verbal hate balls being hurled about, insomuch as Mrs. Abbott accused former step-son Jack of using Chee's death as a "photo op", how could the reporter have seen this as mourning?

With the blind leading the blind as they do, it's a wonder any crime in this city gets solved. For example, who was the reporter who called the senator to say Chee was dead? Why would Abbott be called at all unless the reporter knows of the senator's connection with Chee and that Chee purchased Jabot, the company built from the ground up by the senator's father, John Abbott, and that Newman and Chee were seen together in public on at least one occasion?

Incidentally, late in the day it was reported that Chee died as the result of a crushed larynx. He was strangled; perhaps on the very same bed Mrs. Abbott was allowed to contaminate subsequent to Chee's motel room being declared a crime scene.

Cops Compromise Crime Scene

September 5, 2007
by Brent Kellogg 

The big question in Genoa City today wasn't at who's hand Mr. Kim Chee was slaughtered. It was how many rooms are there at the Athletic Supporter Motel? More than 600? If that's so, how big is the ASM with its massive restaurant, gym, complete with basketball court, bar and grill?

Discovered Tuesday in tiny room #640, how the 911 dispatcher ever understood what found standing over Chee's lifeless body Amber Moore was saying is also a mystery given how she was ranting like a madwoman on speed.

Also at the scene, Chee's lover, begging him "don't leave me", Jill Abbott performed CPR albeit giving up after a few compressions as did arriving paramedics who determined the victim beyond help. Despite paramedics advising rubberneckers that the spectacle was a crime scene in need of preserving, it took awhile for arriving visitor Cane Ashby, et al, to make their way to more conductive surroundings in which to grieve, the AC lounge.

Busier than a one-armed senator trolling for sex in the men's room, all-purpose defense attorney Michael Baldwin joined the fun after receiving a similar frantic call from Moore. Putting #1 client Phyllis Newman, and his duties as Newman's hospital nanny on hold, Baldwin again advised his client not to speak with anyone without him present about her involvement with Chee's death.

"You were found with a corpse" and "could face felony charges" Baldwin told Moore, as if she hadn't already been charged with a felony for her part in the death of Plum Garrett. Not that anyone would know, Moore, Daniel Romalotti and Kevin Fisher have been out on bail for weeks in that case with no known trial date. And like all suspects do, Moore ran her mouth to yet to be discovered partner in crime, Carson McDonald in plain view of other interested parties, not one of which thought it suspicious, except for maybe Moore's former husband, Cane Ashby who considers Moore, "The Angel of Death".

Slow to arrive, dirty police detective Maggie Sullivan and inept acting District Attorney Heather Stevens didn't think Moore's action suspicious either. Even when Moore volunteered that she suspects Chee of having stolen the money she helped steal, neither Sullivan or Stevens bothered to compare notes. Not that either one of them would know a clue if it bit them on the ass, they might have made the connection when Jill Abbott inquired as to why they weren't asking how it was that Chee died only minutes before holding a news conference.

"New conference? What was Mr. Chee planning to speak about that conference?" Sullivan or Stevens might have wondered.

The idiocy of a D.A. being at a routine crime scene notwithstanding, the case of who killed Mr. Kim Chee lost credibility when Mrs. Abbott was allowed to re-enter the crime scene, sit on the bed on which the victim may have been murdered, and picking up the pillow Chee had laid his weary head on, stuck her face it.

Senator Seen With Dying Man

September 4, 2007
by Brent Kellogg 

Not looking like he'd survive a trip to the God Have Mercy Medical Center, say nothing of treatment received at the hands of resident quacks there, House of Kim business magnate Kim Chee was found grasping for air and already starting to smell like something hanging off a gut wagon today following a meeting with Senator Jack Abbott at his tiny Athletic Supporter motel room.

The apparent victim of foul play, Chee was reportedly told by Abbott that "ancestral" land members of the Chee family live on had been purchased by the senator within a 24-hour period and that with ink drying on the deed the family would be evicted unless Chee agreed not to go public with evidence that Abbott is rotten to the core, as in more corrupt than a sleazy congressman trolling for men's room sex. This, as earlier Abbott confessed to his wife, notorious town slut Sharon Newman Abbott, "What I've done is going to hurt a lot of people."

Abbott was speaking of his legacy, "Disgrace, thy name is Jack Abbott", in that he previously illegally owned Jabot Cosmetics, and that present owner Katherine Sterling had given him an ultimatum whereas if the information was made public and legal problems ensued, she would deny any involvement like a government official denies accepting bribes.

Also on Abbott's ass, NVP lackey David Chow had only moments prior to the attack on Chee, given a reporter most of the details surrounding the senator's shady dealings and had told of the role Chee played. Under the impression that what he said to a reporter he didn't know from Fox News was "off the record", for someone claiming to have been a political campaign manager, Chow wasn't too bright. He let his lust for the senator's former opponent get in the way, however, when by asking Nikki Newman to support Abbott, Chow hoped that keeping Abbott out of the hot seat would keep Mrs. Newman in the money and out of her estranged husband's arms.

In a related development, the all-powerful Victor Newman reportedly called in a "favor" owed him by the governor of Wisconsin today, but it wasn't immediately known what the favor was. Upon learning that the senator has been canceling state contracts left and right, most notably those with Granville Global, a widget maker once owned by last seen in a coma Keith Dennison, and the company Chow once claimed to have worked for, Newman accused Abbott to his face of "misconduct."

Smug and overly confident, Abbott gave Newman the finger, telling him that Chee wouldn't be going public and thus the great man was sucking wind again. Following that meeting at the Athletic Support Bar & Grill, and subsequent to the Senator's meeting with Chee, Chee was found in his room by under criminal indictment Amber Ashby. Also at the scene within seconds of Ashby's arrival, Chee's lover, Jill Abbott did not see Ashby gain access to the room using a key-card stolen from a maid earlier.

At press time police had not been notified of a crime giving those at the scene time needed to taint evidence and distract attention from the real killer should Chee die.

The Money Tree

August 31, 2007
by Brent Kellogg 

The Wisconsin Stock Market lost 231 points yesterday, and was expected to fall again today on rumors that at least one major business empire had previously been managed illegally by now State Senator Jack Abbott and House of Kim owner, billionaire Kim Chee. A ripple effect if true, not only could Jabot Cosmetics fail, Jabot's new owner, Katherine Sterling's Chancellor Industries could be impacted as well as newcomer on the business block NVP, owned and operated by former senatorial candidate Nikki Newman.

Finding herself in the middle of another scandal, Sterling was seen meeting in public today with Newman and anyone with decent hearing could have heard their every word. Worried that she could be ruined, Sterling said she knew all along that Chee was "scum." Learning that former Jabot CEO Jill Abbott planned to marry Chee, Sterling says she warned Abbott about him, and generally getting the middle finger, fired and wrote her daughter out of the Chancellor will.

Worried too, Newman said today that merely being "tied" to Senator Abbott as she is, any bad public news about the senator was bound to ruin her Clear Springs project and could mean the end to the senator's short career in the Wisconsin State Senate. Not that the senator has actually sat in the seat, both women agreed Chee needs to be stopped.

Packing up her cares and woe, Newman dropped them later at the feet of former campaign manager David Chow all while sputtering that Chee is going on "national television" to expose the senator and in the process "a lot of people" would be hurt. Scratching his chinny-chin-chin, Chow asked, "Why is that your problem?" Perhaps flabbergasted that Chow hadn't been following the script, Newman told him why, and that short of "hiring a hit man", she didn't know what can be done about Chee.

After having a Senator Craig moment, Chow came up with a plan. Get Senator Abbott to confess his sins first, say how sorry he is, that he found Jesus and asked God to forgive him, and voters would not demand the senator's recall. In fact, Chow said he'd be willing to act as Abbott's spinmeister. Without having ever met Chee before, Chow tracked him down and confronted him with what he knows. "Lots of people will get hurt" Chow said to a who-are-you and why-should-I-tell-you-anything looking Chee.

Having grown tired of Chow's smell within a span of thirty seconds, Chee told Chow to buzz off, but left him standing in the room unseen as Sterling stormed in to ask what it will take to stop him from going public. In the event Chee didn't know what she was talking about, Sterling said that Chee is starting to "antagonize a lot of people."

A bazillion hints dropped so far that something wicked this way comes, Chow rushed to tell Newman he didn't have any luck with Chee. The news hit her like a ton of cow pies. Slipping into a state of low self-esteem, she whined that her husband had been right all along; when it comes to business, she's a failure. Assuring the woman old enough to be his mother that she's "beautiful" and "sexy", Chow and Newman hacked up respective wads of body fluid which they exchanged by mouth. As a special bonus, Newman asked for and got the key to Chow's love nest for future use.

In a related development, on the legal hook for conspiring to steal government money, Amber Ashby, already confessing her crime to a number of people, attempted to tell Sterling today when she called the old woman only to be put off. "I'm on an International call. Please don't bother me and do not call this number again," Sterling hissed following which Ashby screamed that Chee stole the money! But it was too late; Sterling, in dire need of something to shut Chee down, hung up the phone.

Normally, when someone has a bomb that some other someone might need to say, drop on Iran, they don't call back and they for sure don't give the time of day when someone who has been so rude comes sucking around later as Sterling did. Asked by Sterling how she knows Chee has the money, Ashby said she just knows and is working on getting proof. As it so happened, Ashby got a tip from McDonald: If she wants to know more about Mr. Chee, why not look in his motel room? Everyone knows a billionaire like Chee is still renting a tiny hole in the wall at the local Athletic Supporter Club Motel.

And lo, Ashby was at that very motel. The same motel where Dru Winters was able to get into Carmen Mesta's room and trash her wardrobe, the same motel where Kevin Fisher's band of dorks were able to paw through Carson McDonalds' personal property without detection and after all the break-ins AC manager Gina Roma has yet to improve security. But if Ashby intended to search Chee's room she would have to wait; Jill Abbott was already outside the door.

At this point it helps to have a vivid imagination. Say you're a billionaire and you've stolen a few thousand dollars of stolen government money. Where do you stash it? Where else but inside the air vent of your motel room? What do you do if you're bored and been warned that you've antagonized a lot of people? You pull the money out of the vent. You maybe open the bag it's in to make sure someone hasn't switched the money with newspaper while you were out. When the woman who wants to marry you knocks at the door do you keep quiet hoping she'll go away? Not if you're Mr. Chee. Instead, you hurriedly shove the bag back in the vent and don't notice the loose bills falling on the carpet until you've opened the door and let the little lady in. As she falls into you arms and says maybe you shouldn't rat her former son-in-law and lover out after all, you spot the loose bills and kicking at them with your foot, hope that they'll go under the bed. Surely, this is one situation where, if you're Mr. Chee, you don't want the money showing.

And if you're Jill, if you've seen the loose bills on the floor, the first thing you don't ask is, "You got a money tree in here? It's shedding."

The F-Bomb

August 29, 2007
by Brent Kellogg 

Granny's face would contort like she'd stepped in dog crap whenever she heard it. My own self would recoil when my got-me-addicted to the freaks and evildoers in Genoa City wife would drop an f-bomb or an s-bomb when anything silly, or stupid, or unbelievable, which is almost everything, happened in the mini-megalopolis like, for instance, when Jill Abbott makes a deal with the heretofore kicked out of her vagina, Kim Chee.

Yes, so appalled to learn that Chee lied to her - and was mixed up with the who really owned Jabot Cosmetics debacle like nobody can find out, or cares who owns a publicly-held company, and don't worry if Methane gas is leaking from a construction project named Clear Springs because the man who says Newman Enterprises doesn't clean up environmental hazards, but does make loans to those who do - that she said they were through, and she won't marry him, and thus rich mama will write her back into the will, Jill is willing to cut a deal.

Predicated on Chee's desire to get her back, because there are no other women in a city so large it's said to be the Midwest's business hub, so long as Chee rats Jack Abbott out, so long as he makes a public statement letting the world know that Jack illegally held Jabot, and this in no way will legally implicate Chee in a crime, Jill will take him back.

Sounds silly enough to warrant an s-bomb, but an f-bomb? Not hardly. To qualify as an f-bomb there would have to be serious ramifications. There would have to be Senator Abbott's campaign manager, Ben Hollander, rushing to tell Jill that making the senator's criminal activity public knowledge would ruin his already sagging approval ratings.

There was zero possibility that Jack's creepy past, his repeatedly driving Jabot to the brink of bankruptcy, his making it possible for old man John Abbott to flee the country to avoid going to prison for killing Tom Fisher, his sleeping with his father's wife right under the old man's roof, his dumping the child Diane Jenkins gave birth to, would come out during the senatorial campaign, but this, the horror that Jack owned Jabot at a time when a court had ordered him not to have anything to do with Jabot, could destroy the senator. Voters would rebel; they'd probably demand a recall; they'd probably do nothing because Jack's a first-term state senator and nobody really gives an s-bomb.

To get the f-bomb, Chee would have had to have done something far worse; like, cover your ears granny, stealing the stolen money stolen by the Dorks of Doom!

God help him, it was Chee seen that day in the Chancellor backyard as Amber Ashby dug up the twice buried money taken from the stranger named Plum whose lifeless body was later found near the Athletic Supporter Club. In all the confusion, in all the baiting of Jana Hawkes and the money changing hands so many times it became a shell game, Chee snatched the loot and stashed it in - an air vent! As of this writing, we don't know exactly where said air vent is, but does it matter? Chee's got it- that matters - because now, the DoD have reason to be let off the legal hook. Forget the dead body, forget that a series of crimes were committed by Kevin Fisher, Daniel Romalotti, Ashby and that Colleen Carlton was a party to what Fisher was doing too, that any of them see the inside of a prison cell is a long shot.

A jail cell, that's different.

When Jill finds out about the money, when she thinks how much richer she could be, and we know how greedy the wealthy are, will she conspire with Chee to keep it? Will it be their turn to worry what will happen should they get caught? Will Jill say repeatedly that she can't go to "jail" because she's got a baby who can't make it on his own?

And what about Chee? Will he say... oh wait! Chee doesn't have a son, or a daughter, or any family Jill knows of. What the hell? Time to drop the f-bomb. Mr. Chee's going to make a "shocking exit". Suicide? Murder? Shame?