Dean walked Dylan and Spinner into the kitchen where it was a little more quieter. "You're here because of that blonde, right?" Dean questioned.
"Listen, can we make this quick? Just tell us what you know," demanded Dylan.
"Well… what I know is… that girl, what's her name?"
"Paige," answered Spinner.
"Right, well Paige was seeing Dave. And I guess a few weekends ago she went to this party. And… he…. He…"
"What!? What did he do?" Spinner said almost shouting.
"He didn't treat her like he should have…" answered Dean with fake emotion.
"So it's true," remarked Dylan.
"How do you know?" asked Spinner.
"Well, Dave was bragging about getting with a girl from Degrassi. So I figured it was her when she was talking to him."
"Yeah, but how do you know he "didn't treat her like he should have?" People don't go around bragging about raping girls." Spinner said.
"Uhh… well… emm.. He.. She looked uncomfortable around him tonight. I heard her tell him not to touch her. And… well he did it before.. To other girls." Dean said stumbling over his words.
"Why was she here tonight?" asked Dylan.
"I… emm.. I think he asked her to come… I guess she was too scared to tell him no again, huh?"
"Where is he now?" asked Spinner.
"Probably home by now. He lives a few houses down from here. In a white house, there should be a blue Sunfire in the driveway if he's home. Go check it out if you want."
"Thanks for your help," mumbled Spinner as he and Dylan made their way to the door. They walked outside and started walking down the street to Dave's house.
They walked in silence, until Dylan said, "Spin, wait."
"Why? What!?" Spinner said annoyed.
"Something's not right."
"Damn right, something's not right."
"No, I mean right now. That guy… he never answered your question."
"What question?"
"He never answered you how he knew so much about what happened to Paige."
"Yeah he did. He said he did it to other girls."
"Yeah, but Spin think about it. How would he even know Paige? How would he know what happened to her and why would he come up to us? It doesn't make sense." Part of Dylan wanted to kill. But a larger portion was telling him this wasn't right. This wasn't the man they were looking for. Something told him he shouldn't be here.
"I don't care. Come on let's go!" There were no questions in Spinner's mind. He loved Paige and would kill for her. He would stop at nothing until to prove that to her. And would stop at nothing until this guy was dead. He didn't care if he had to do it alone.
"No. Let's go home and see if Paige will open up to us. You heard her.. She said, "you were wrong" and "it wasn't him." Maybe we can get her to tell us who it was then. We can always come back," Dylan said concerned.
"She lied to us for weeks. Do you think she's going to tell us the truth about who did this to her now?"
"I'm going home. I'm tired. I'm bleeding. I'm frustrated. More importantly I'm broken in half over this. Get in the car," Dylan said as he walked over to the car and opened the door.
"Fine! If you don't care then leave. Just go! Go! I don't need your help if you don't care."
"Get in the car Spin."
"Go home Dylan!"
"No! This guy needs to die! What don't you understand?"
"What's more important killing some one or being there for Paige?"
"Being there for Paige. That's a stupid question."
"Can't do that when you're in prison can you? Look I'm not leaving you here. You'll kill everyone in the damn town if I let you. Now let's go!" Dylan said forcefully.
"Fine. But we're coming back as soon as were certain."
"You know it." The car ride back home was silent. Dylan refused to let Spinner stay the night. He dropped him off at his house and told him to come by later the next day.