Scott figured that they would not be expecting a frontal assault on the house. Since night was almost upon them, they waited. He had Alan jog back to where their camp was going to be and pick up several more black 'uniforms' and extra tools. Between inflatable casts, supports, tree branches, brush and whatever else they could find, they 'built' three more soldiers.

The three fake soldiers were speared with a long thin piece of bamboo that John had cut down deep in the woods. Scott was hoping that in the darkness the rebels would not be able to see the rod holding up the three bodies. With Scott holding one end and Miguel holding the other, the 'soldiers' were spaced about two feet apart. The bamboo itself was about 10 feet long. When they storm the house, it is going to look like Miguel and the four men to anyone observing. This is exactly what Scott wanted the enemy to think, that everyone went into the house. The brothers determined via thermoscan that there were only three people in the house and they were all prone indicating that no one was guarding them. According to Miguel, the best guess was that they were Jorge, Victor and his mother. So Scott and Miguel were going to lay seize on the house with the three soldiers 'running' between them. This would leave John, Gordon and Alan free to scout around the perimeter. They felt they had the upper hand since they knew they were the only ones with a thermoscan. They were also confident that they were the only ones equipped with night vision goggles.

Jeff arrived home unexpectantly. The lounge was deserted when he entered. Not really thinking that the boys were anywhere but about the island, he sat down at his desk to file away the last of the papers. Brains, not expecting anyone home for a while, was busy in his lab doing what he normally does down there. Kyrano was out tending his garden, still trying to find the perfect new flower to honor Virgil with. Grandma was in her room mourning. Tin-tin, who had been pouting in her room since the boys left, had come out for a cup of herbal tea. She was carrying her hot cup back to her room when she decided to go to the lounge instead. It was a spur of the moment decision, one with no reason behind it.

When Jeff heard the cup shatter on the floor, he looked up and saw a shocked and distressed Tin-tin.

"Tin-tin, what's wrong? He asked.

"Oh, Mr. Tracy, I just wasn't expecting anyone to be here. I thought you weren't coming back for another day or two."

"There was very little to do other than sign some papers. So I came home early." He answered. Then realizing that she seemed shocked to find anyone in the lounge he asked, "Where are the boys?"

Tin-tin was totally unprepared to lie to Jeff. She didn't work on a cover story, because she really didn't think she would need one.

"Uh, Mr. Tracy, um….."

Growing concerned, he asked again, "Tin-tin, where are the boys?"

When she was unable to answer him, he turned on the video camera in each of the TB bays. He relaxed when he saw TB1 still sitting on her launch pad. He then switched to the next bay and jumped out of his seat when he saw TB2 was gone. "WHERE ARE THEY, TIN-TIN!"

"Cumaguay. They went to Cumaguay to bring back Virgil's body." She cried out. Sobbing hysterically, she ran for her room. He clicked on the house wide intercom hoping that someone was still left on the island that would give him more answers, "SCOTT, JOHN, GORDON, ALAN GET UP TO THE LOUNGE, NOW!"

There was no response on the intercom, but within a few minutes Brains hurried nervously into the room. "Uh, M-Mr. T-Tracy. When d-did you g-get home?"

"A few minutes ago" he said angrily. "What is this I hear that the boys went to Cumaguay?! Did all four of them go? Whose bright idea was that?!

"Y-yes, Mr. Tracy. All f-four of them went. In T-TB2." Summing up more courage and to back up the decision of the four brothers, Brains defended them by saying, "They n-needed closure. They also n-needed to f-feel like they were d-doing something."

"When they come home, they are all going to be grounded for the rest of their lives!" Jeff growled illogically. "I hope they have their communicators with them?"

"Y-yes, sir."

When it was fairly dark, Scott put the plan into action. Gordon was going to stay put, Alan was going to go to the right, and John to the left. They had already pinpointed the whereabouts of the other men via thermascan. Gordon was going to keep it and keep track of where everyone moved. Miguel pointed out where the traps were set so that they would not catch anyone. Silently Alan and John left. When Scott felt the two vibrating signals on his communicator, letting him know John and Alan were in position, he signaled to Miguel that they were going in. "Run as fast as you can Miguel and have your end of the pole rest on your shoulder." Scott said, showing him just how to hold it so that the 'soldiers' stood up between them. Miguel nodded 'ok'.

Eduardo and Jose were watching the house from their vantagepoint, which was near the path that they originally entered into the front yard from. They were growing tired of waiting. They knew the four men were out there. He had dispatched two of the men to go the long way around and try to flush those soldiers out. He had the other two remaining men stationed near the barn and near the pit. The one man by the pit was very uneasy as he could smell the blood from the dead man.

Victor yelped softly when a knife cut his hand. He peered over his shoulder and saw that Teresa, hands bound behind her but not her feet, found a small kitchen knife and dropped it as close to Victor as she dare. He grabbed the knife and cut his bonds. Crawling over to the bed, he climbed onto it. His knee was useless at the moment. Luckily he was still using his crutch when he came into the house, and it lay where he dropped it. He quickly cut Teresa's bonds and undid her gag. He told her to tie Jorge up the way he was tied, then he grabbed his crutch and hopped towards the doorway. He was startled when it flew open and a man dressed in black with a blue sash came barreling in with three others behind him.

Scott came to a screeching halt when he saw what was in front of him.