Jack hailed his newsies
"I got some sad news guys. Race has run ... "
Jack was cut off as race walks in whistling.
"what the..." jack blinks hten rubs his eyes. "Race?"
Race looks up "ya its me.. So what were you goin to say about me I heard my name"
Jack blinks and shakes his head again "oh uhhh.. nothing... I got to go to Brooklyn and I was wondering if you wanted to come with me."
Race shook his head."naw im kinda tired. But thanks anyways.:
Jack nodded and left for Brooklyn.
"You swear it was him" spot asked.
Jack nodded "I saw him with mine own two eyes.. Even spoke to him"
"and your sure its not just your own imagination."
"spot.. everyone saw him.. the whole gang was dere when he walked in"
Spot sat down "I don't understand he was dead I swear it."
"You know, we should check his grave. See if hes missing"
Spot shook his head "this is so silly, its prolly nothing you were prolly dreamin.' He said not wanting to believe this.
"No spot. I wasn't dreaming, believe me." Jack got up and graved a shovel out of the closet. "come on.. don't defy me. We are diggin tonight."
Spot nodded "yes master."
"See I told you. It has to be your imagination. Hes still the way we put him" Spot smirked.
"Don't laugh at me you know I can pull your plug anytime I want to."jack threatened.
Spot shrank back "yes master."
Jack looked down at Races body. "I don't understand... Unless, what if he had a twin and we didn't know it but he did."
Spot thought aminute "that could be it. Lets go corner him and ask him"
Jack nods.."tomorrow. hell be goin to the races .. we can get im there behind the bleachers."
Spot nodded and they devised a plot to get him then.