THE UNFORGETTABLE NIGHT - CHAPTER 4

Disclaimer: I do not own the Newsies, but I do own Monty, Riff, Brady, n everyone else not in the movie. Oh, and I own Harley's Pub.

A/N - sorry for not updating sooner, I've been really busy with schoolwork and band stuff... onto Chapter 4!

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Monty quietly slipped out of the Brooklyn lodging house while everyone else was watching a heated poker game. Even though he knew that Spot would be watching him, he was still quiet and waited for an opportune moment to leave. As he glanced back to the house, he saw Riff following him out of the corner of his eye. He started smiling to himself and hummed a tune, for it was just like Spot to send Riff to do his dirty work. He was at the Midtown border when Riff finally called out to him.

"Where da HELL do you think you're going, Monty?" Riff asked, with a hint of disgust in his voice.

Monty spun around and answered him.

"To Midtown. You?" Monty said, as sarcastic as he could.

"So you are the traitor aren't you?"

"No shit sherlock. But what are you gonna do 'bout it?"

"This." Riff said, as he punched Monty hard in the jaw. Monty flew back, not expecting the blow.

"You're comin' with me. Spot's gonna love this." Riff said to Monty, grabbing his collar and dragging him back to the lodging house.

Spot was sitting on his usual perch on the dock when he saw Riff dragging Monty behind him. Immediately, he jumped down and walked over to them.

"What have ya got there, Riff?"

"Found him walking into Midtown"

Spot's eyes narrowed and his fist clenched harder on his cane until his knuckles turned white. He glared hatefully at Monty.

"How dare you defy me! And Brooklyn! What is Brady givin' you for the info? Money? Huh? Huh?"

"He ain't givin' me nothin. I do it on my free will."

"Oh yeah? What do you know? And how da hell did you find it out?"

Monty snorted. "Yeah, right. Like I'm gonna tell ya."

"That's it. You're out. If I catch ya anywhere near Brooklyn or Manhattan, I will literally soak the shit outta ya. Ya understand?" Spot said, getting up in Monty's face, glaring at him,

"Like I care?" Monty said, while keeping the eye contact with Spot, equally returning the glare.

"OUT! Now! Get. Out. Of. My. SIGHT!"

With that, Monty smirked and walked away.

When he was out of sight, Spot signed.

"Fuck me." Spot said, running a hand through his hard, frustrated . "What am I supposed to do now?"

"I guess attack them still." Riff suggested.

"But they gotta have known about Friday."

"Then change the date. Make it Thursday."

"You're a genius!"

* In Manhattan *

Jack had just finished selling when he saw a very pissed-looking Spot walking toward him.

"Uh oh." Jack thought to himself. "This can't be good."

"Kelly, we need to talk" Spot said as he approached him.

"Ok. Talk."

"We caught Monty. He's the traitor."

"What? How'd you catch him?"

"Riff saw him walking into Midtown. But that's besides the point. What I want to talk about is changing the day of the attack to Thursday. They'll think it's still Friday and won't be ready."

"That's fine by me" Jack said, as they spit-shook.

"Only tell your heads. We'll work out the details Wednesday night at the meeting.

"Got it."

* In Midtown *

Blink walked quickly through Midtown, towards Harley's Pub, where he knew Brady would be, all the while smiling. His thoughts were going a mile a minute. God, this couldn't get anymore perfect. Monty was caught so Spot thought there wasn't a threat. Boy was he wrong. Plus they had just moved up the day of the attack, which meant Blink was one day closer to controlling Manhattan and Brooklyn. You see, Brady had promised him that if Spot fall at their hand, Blink would be co-leader of those territories. And Blink was thrilled. He came to the pub, and pushed open the doors, immediately seeing Brady in their normal table.

"Blink! My man!" Brady shouted as he saw him approaching. "What news do ya bring?"

"Thursday. They changed the date to Thursday"

Brady's evil smirk slowly started to form.

"Terrific. Blink, since you've done so good with this, I'm gonna give you the honor of killing Spot." Brady said, tossing Blink his gun.

"Me? Why me? Don't you want to do it?" Blink said, as he nervously toyed with the gun.

"'Cause I want ya to. Why? You afraid of something?"

Blink immediately regained his composure.

"Nah. I just thought that you would want to, since you hate him so much."

"Oh ok. Come here. Lemme tell ya my plan."

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A/N - Another chapter DONE! YES!

I have the rest of this story all planned out. It looks like 2-3 more chapters and then an epilogue. So stay tuned!

Oh, this week is Play auditions! On Monday, I try out for my school's play of Guys and Dolls! I will find out the 17th if I make it! Wish me luck! lol...

And now, to my reviewers, THANK YOU SOOOO MUCH!!!

Oh, and to all the reviewers who asked why I chose Blink- I know that it's hard to picture Blink bad, but really, aint it hard to picture any of the newsies bad? (Well except for the delancys lol). And I didn't just randomly choose him... There's a reason, which you will find out later....

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