*Chapter 30*

"Two on da fourth, Jaspah." Race placed his usual bet for the race as his group of pals looked around at the crowd and racetrack. Dragonfly was almost sure she would get lost, a sea of faces drowning her.

"Race, don't leave me." She pleaded, grasping his hand. Race chuckled and squeezed her hand gently.

"I ain't goin' nowheah, Dfly." He assured her with a charming grin, leading her and the others to a standing spot near the outskirts of the crowd.

"I can't see nothin'." Tipsy complained, "Wheah are all da perdy horses at? I can't see dem!"

"Dat's 'cause deah ain't none ta be seen yet, Tip." Blink laughed, nudging Davey playfully.

"Da races ain't started, sweety." Davey added, placing an arm around her shoulders, receiving a bright, satisfied smile. Silver Fists looked over the faces curiously, talking to herself inside her head, trying to decide what this guy would look like.

"Silvah? You wit' us?" Blink smiled, gazing at her contently. Silver snapped to attention, her cheeks flushing a rose color.

"Yeah, I was just concentratin'." She smiled.

"Hey, deahs Mistah Goodbakah." Race pointed and Silver whipped around.

"Wheah? Wheah, I don't see 'im." She exclaimed, almost as if panicked. Blink took her hand.

"Naw, dat ain't da guy. He's to old." Blink frowned, a bit disappointed. "Looks like we got da wrong fellah, Race."

*

"Well, what did happen?" Bottle Cap insisted, her patience dwindling away as she waited for Spin to disclose her secret. Spin looked around for unwanted eavesdroppers before turning and whispering.

"Aftah me an' Caps left da lodgin' house, I couldn't stop looking at 'im. Ah, he's so damn goigeous!" She exclaimed, her face beaming with delight.

"So...?" Bottle Cap smiled at this unexected side of Spin's personality.

"Ya can't tell a single soul, BC. I sweah, I'll moidah ya if ya spill it ta anyone." She elaborated seriously.

"Okay, okay! I won't tell. Jeez, get on with the juicy details, will ya?" Bottle Cap insisted eagerly.

"Well, it was dark out an' all..." She said slowly, just to keep her sister in suspense. Bottle Cap was about to pee her pants with excitement when their conversation was put to an end.

"Bottle Cap!" She spun around upon hearing her name to find Spot, looking slightly upset.

"What is it?" She groaned, "Can it wait for TWO seconds?"

"No." He replied firmly, "An' Spin, you can get ya ass off me turf right now."

*

"Blink, do ya remembah what he looks like at all?" Silver Fists asked as the two bailed on the others, heading back to the lodging house.

"Naw, I didn't get such a good look. It was hard ta make out his featu'es." He then smiled at himself. "Den again, me eyes were more intahrested in da goils da guy was followin' den da guy." He chuckled, causing Silver Fists to blush. She lightly punched his arm, smiling.

"You are such a guy, Blink." She giggled.

"Why do ya say dat?" He smirked at her, amused at how she was acting. Something about her was so different since Bottle Cap had shown up.

"Because," Silver Fists began matter-of-factly, "Ya always got ya eyes glued ta some goil instead of ya mind bein' on more impoitant things. I mean, ya knew da guy was followin' us, yet ya didn't even note how he looked fa latah when we might need ta know dese things..." Silver went on about all of this, not a word penetrating Blink's ears. She was mid-sentence when her thoughts were completely erased. Her words were cut utterly off, but not by other words...