It was a week before Acey heard anything. But, on the eighth day, everyone knew.

"Hey! Look at this!" Mosca called, waving a newspaper as he walked in the door.

Acey bolted upright and over to him, curious as to what could get him so excited. "What is it?" she questioned as Prosper, Bo, Hornet and Riccio approached, as well.

"It says that the Massimo household was robbed!" he exclaimed, showing them the front page. "As well as four other houses beside that! And, the 'Young Master Massimo' is missing!"

Acey couldn't help but grin. He had proven himself, as she thought he would.

But, there was a nagging doubt in her mind. Wouldn't Dottore Massimo search his abandoned theater?

Just as she was thinking it, there was a knock on the door.

Prosper went to see who it was, but Acey already knew.

"Did you see the front page?" came the voice of the Thief Lord.

"Get outta here, Scipio," said Riccio, his face full of anger. "We don't want no phoney Thief Lord."

"Didn't you read it? Am I still phoney?"

"Scipio... You didn't really... did you?" Acey inquired, and eyebrow raised.

"Yeah. I did. Would you like to see the loot?" he answered, honestly.

"Well... as long as you're here..." said Hornet, giving him a smile.

Apparently, the Thief Lord was forgiven.

"There's one last thing," he said, after the bag was emptied.

Silver, gold and jewels lay on the table, and there was no doubt that Scipio had been telling the truth. He'd never take this much from his own house at one time, for fear of his father finding out.

But now... now it was different.

"What is it?" questioned Mosca. How could there possibly be more?

Scipio reached back into his pocket, and pulled out a sparkling gold hair clip. "Acey," he started, looking at the girl. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you the truth."

"Oh so you're sorry to he-" Riccio started, his mouth full of food, but Hornet cut him off with an elbow to his ribs.

"It's alright, Scipio," she said, giving him a smile. "I can see why you wouldn't want to say anything."

"Thank you," Scipio said happily, looking around at the family. "For giving me a second chance."

All of a sudden, there was pounding on the door.

"Open up! We know you're in there!"

"It's the police!" cried Bo, looking to his idol, the Thief Lord.

"Alright, we'll just have to show 'em what happens when you cross swords with the Thief Lord!" he grinned, standing up.