"Davis where the hell are we going?" asked Carlos in the car.

"You'll see." Said Davis, who was driving.

They pulled up to an apartment building. When Carlos exited the car he looked up at the building. It looked pretty average, not exactly a plaza, but not exactly a shack. He wondered again where they were.

Davis led them to the door, he pulled out his keys, picked out the smallest one and stuck it in the lock. Carlos mused to himself as to who would be so close to Davis that he would have a key to their apartment. He dismissed it when Ty opened the door. They proceded up the stairs until they reached the third floor, they walked down the hall and stopped in front of a door that said 310. Davis pulled out his keys again and opened the door.

They entered a shabby, unclean apartment. Davis put his keys on the kitchen table along with his jacket. He motioned for Carlos to do the same, he did. Ty then lead down the hall, to what looked to be the bedroom. He opened the door and walked over to the bed. Carlos stayed by the doorway.

"Come on man, wake up, me and Carlos need your help." Said Davis.

"What kind of person sleeps til..." Carlos checked his watch, "noon."

Davis shot him a glare, then proceded into the bathroom. He came out with a silver bowl which looked to be full of water.

"What are you doing?" asked Carlos, slowly walking in the room. Davis winked, walked over to the bed and dumped all the water on the figure in the bed.

Bosco shot strait up in his bed. He glared at Davis who had a smirk on his face, then tackled Ty to the floor. Sitting on Davis, Bosco turned to Carlos,

"Hello Nieto and how are you on this wonderful day?" Bosco said with fake enthusiasm.

"Pretty good," smirked Carlos.

"Alright can we stop the conversation and get to the issue." Wheezed Davis from under Bosco.

Bosco smiled and got up. He held out a hand for Davis, who took it and got to his feet.

"What is the issue?" asked Bosco.

"We'll tell you, put some pants on and meet us in the kitchen." Said Ty and him and Carlos left the room. Bosco grabbed some jeans off the floor and put them over his black boxers, he then grabbed an old black ACDC t-shirt and proceded to the kitchen.

"Okay so what is it?" asked Bosco as he pulled the shirt over his head.

"We got a letter." Said Carlos.

"oh, a letter OH MY GOD!!" said Bosco with fake shock. Carlos glared.

"It was a threatening letter, we both got one." Stated Davis. Handing Bosco the note.

As he read it Bosco's expression changed to a more serious one.

"You both got this?" they nodded, "and there was no return address?"

"There was no address period. Someone must have put it under our door." Said Carlos.

"Crap I'd hate to be you," said Bos, handing Davis the letter, then walking to his door to pick up his own mail.

"Thanks for the support" said Carlos, as Bosco flipped through his mail.

Davis glanced at Bosco when he stopped flipping.

"Bos?"

Bosco held up a letter that said in thick, black ink along the front 'Maurice Boscorelli'.

"Crap." Stated Davis.

"Open it." Carlos threw in.

Bosco opened it, expecting to find the word 'Soon' but in stead got,

"First?"