The next morning, Robert asked Sean to meet him at Kelly's for breakfast, as a way to "keep his enemies closer", after hearing from Grant last night about the fallout between Celia and Jimmy Lee. "This is going to be fun, watching Sean squirm," Robert thought to himself, chuckling. He was also pretty confident Sean was planning on using the wedding train trip as a cover to move the treasure, although he could not find it anywhere, in spite of checking it out several nights ago. He was also aware that he had purchased a second train, but none of the other trains at the Port Charles train station were registered to him. "Where is that second train and how does it fit in, Sean?" he mused as Sean walked through the door. "Hey, old buddy," Sean said cheerfully, apparently forgetting Robert specifically telling him not to call him that. "Sorry I'm late. Why'd you want to meet here? We could have had breakfast at the Port Charles Hotel." "I prefer Ruby's cooking." He really wanted a less formal spot to gauge Sean's reaction to the news. "So...what's up?" "Did you hear that Celia called off the wedding?" A quick look flashed in Sean's eyes; he instantly recovered, but not before Robert registered it. Sean was definitely a cool customer, but Robert was determined to take him down. "So it looks like the train trip is off. Will you still plan on using it as maybe a vacation excursion? If you are, I'm overdue for one." Sean said, "Ah well, you know, the Quatermaines already paid for the use of the train. I suppose I should refund their money." "So you have no other plans for it? Pity, I was so looking forward to some down time." "Hey, if that's the only reason you wanted to meet for breakfast, I really need to go. The harbormaster wants to go over the manifests for two of my ships that are leaving port today. See you around." Sean quickly exited. "Well now Sean, we'll see what your next move is," Robert said, laying money on the table and following after him. He was disappointed when Sean returned to his office, even though he didn't head for the docks. While sitting, waiting for Sean's next move in his car not far from the office, Sam and Saura drove in and rapidly got out of their SUV and rushed into the building. "Well, well, well! It looks like the mouse took the bait after all. Now all I have to do is wait." Robert began pondering about the second train and came up with an idea. He radioed into headquarters. "Bert, I want you to check something out for me." "Sure. What do you need?" "I want you to contact the stationmaster and find out if there are any active spurs that are used besides the main line and where they connect and if any request has been made to use it." "What do you need that for?" "Call it a hunch, but I think I may have hit on the way Sean is planning on transporting the treasure." "Care to fill me in?" "Not yet, if I'm right, we may both find the answer at the same time.

Meanwhile, Prescott's behavior is becoming more and more erratic, and it's taking everything Marty's got to keep him under control. Holly, for her part, wasn't making it easier. However, she realized if she's going to have a chance to be rescued, she's going to have to behave herself enough so that they are not hovering over her inside the Pullman. She had a plan, but she needed to be alone long enough to pull it off. She figured Marty would be easier, so she'd leave him for last. Her biggest problem was Prescott. He needed a solid reason to leave. She suspected time was running out, and whatever Sean had planned, it was going to happen within a day or two. She had an idea. "So, are you sure this train has enough fuel to get you where you need to meet up with Sean? He could actually have the real treasure and all you have is paste," she baited him. "I told you to shut up!" Prescott said forcefully. "Are you so sure? He killed one of his partners already because he became a liability, what's to say he won't set you up for a fall?" Marty was listening intently and realized she may be right. "She may be right. Go check with the engineer, I'll stay here with her." "Why don't you go if you're so concerned?" "I don't trust you with her. You heard Donely, no rough stuff." Oh, all right!" Prescott storms off. Holly lets out a sigh of relief. "One down, one to go," she thinks to herself. "I'm really thirsty. Can you get me a drink? My canteen's empty," she say plaintively. "I said I'd stay with you." "Where am I going to go? I'm still chained to this seat." "Alright, but no funny stuff." As soon as he left, she grabbed her compact from her purse, opened the window, and began using the sun to send Morse code. Just then, Prescott returned.

It wasn't long after Sam and Saura entered the office building, they and Sean came out. Robert quickly ducked so as not to be spotted as Sean looked quickly around to see if he was being followed. They piled in the recently vacated SUV and drove off. Robert started his car and followed them at a safe distance. Just then, his radio's static let him know he had a call coming in. "Scorpio." "Commissioner, it looks like your hunch paid off." "What do you have for me?" "The stationmaster said there is an active spur that had a request for use. You'll never guess where. From Traveltown to be switched on at Beecher's Corners." "The same place Tony was shot?" "Right, and there's something more. A patrol officer saw what looked like Morse code coming from that area. Now, he's a little rusty, but he did recognize part of it. It was an SOS." "An SOS? What else? Did he figure it out?" "He came back and accessed the library's database to get the last three letters. The entire message read: SOS HOL." Robert felt shock to his core. "That message is from Holly!" Robert exclaimed through the line. "Are you sure, Robert?" Yes, I'm sure. She knows how to use it. Get a couple squad cars to that area immediately, but instruct them to use silent approach, and no one moves until I give the order! I don't want a gunfight in which she could get hurt. I'm on my way there now!" As he disconnected, he realized that was exactly the route Sean was taking. It looked like he could finally wrap this case up, and get to Holly as well.

Sean jumped out of the SUV giving orders. "Hurry! We have to get those crates loaded up and taken to the docks before Scorpio figures out what our backup plan is." "Some backup plan. I thought that was the original plan...load the treasure in the secret hold on the hospital ship," Sam groused. "Well, what do you propose we do, Sam? Scorpio won't think to look there again. He's been all over that ship with a fine tooth comb. There was no treasure there then. Why would he suspect it would be moved there now?" "Maybe because there's no wedding trip to throw him off." "Shut up and let's get these crates loaded and get out of here." They proceed to unload crates from one of the forward cars. While unloading the third crate, Robert made himself known. "Well, Sean, it looks like I finally caught you red handed. Don't move!" Sean looked at the steely gaze of Robert's eyes then traveled down to where he saw Robert had his gun drawn. "You've got me, old buddy," Sean said with a smirk, raising his hands. Just then, a gunshot rang out followed seconds later by a second shot and a woman's scream coming from the last car. "Move in!" Robert shouted in his walkie talkie, as he took off in a dead run toward the sounds. Six officers came out from hiding to surround Sean and his men.