Spot walked into the Brooklyn Lodging house furious. He stomped up the stairs and flung open the door to the bunkroom. "Franky, Reno, and Digs! I need ta talk ta ya in the conference room now." He yelled walking past them toward the conference room. Franky looked at Reno wide eyed, "Do ya tink he knows?" Franky said a little nervous as they slowly walked toward the conference room. "I dun know." Reno replied.

Once Franky, Reno, and Digs made it into the conference room Spot shut the door behind them and took a seat at the little table that was in the middle of the small room motioning for them to do the same. They silently sat down and waited for Spot to speak. "So boys, I nevah asked how things went last night wit Molly." He said leaning back in his chair and folding his arms across his chest waiting for them to speak. "Oh it went fine." Digs said nodding. Spot raised his eyebrow and glared over at Franky. Franky nervously looked away from Spot. "Franky?" Spot asked still glaring over at him. Franky shifted in his chair and looked down at his hands. "Franky!" Spot yelled anger filling his voice. Franky looked over at Reno and then at Digs and took a deep breath. "Well everything was goin' fine and den things went outta hand and. well I uhh. accidentally stabbed Marissa and next thing I knew we was draggin' all of dere bodies ta hide dem. It was all an accident Spot really." Spot looked at all three boys. "I want ya ta leave Brooklyn. Don't think about goin' ta Manhattan eithah. I nevah wanna see your faces again and I don't want this gettin' out ta no one. I don't want Tinkah ta think dat this whole accident was my fault." Reno took a deep breath and stood up. "Come on boys." He said looking down at Digs and Franky. Digs and Franky nodded and stood up. They didn't look back at Spot who was holding his head in his hands. They just walked out of the conference room and made it to the bunkroom where they gathered the little things they owned and left the lodging house and Brooklyn forever.

Tinker walked into the Manhattan lodging house and slowly walked up the stairs to the bunk room. She was in a daze, the whole thing seemed like a bad dream. She sat at the edge of her bed and starred straight ahead. Night looked up from talking to Jack and saw Tinker sitting on the bed. "I'll be right back." She said to Jack as she stood up and walked over to Tinker. "Hey Tinkah." Night said sitting down next to her. "Hey Night." Tinker said quietly not even looking over at her. "How ya doin'?" Night asked. "Not good. It seems like it's not real. Like I'm having a bad dream." Tinker said finally looking over at Night. Night nodded and put her arm around Tinker's shoulders. "It'll be okay. We'll find out who did dis ta dem." Tinker slightly smiled, "T'anks Night."