"Hey, what the fuck are you doing here?!" Spencer yelled at DeSalvo. "I thought I told you to leave and don't come back!" he said, advancing on DeSalvo. He turned the gun on Spencer. "Touch me and I'll kill you." DeSalvo said, while people around them gasped and screamed.

William stood there motionless. He came up the same time as Spencer and his friends came up. His son had a gun pointed at him and there he was, standing there like a stupid person! 'Come on, come on, think of something!' William thought to himself hurriedly, trying to think up of something.

But, his friends had already thought of something first. It all happened in a blur. Enrique rushed up next to Spencer and made to hit DeSalvo, but it was too late. DeSalvo hit Spencer on the side of his head with the gun. Spencer fell to the floor, out cold, with blood streaming from the side of his head.

Enrique looked at DeSalvo. "You're dead."

Enrique managed to punch DeSalvo, but DeSalvo stepped back and opened fire on Enrique. But he did something no one had never seen before. He DODGED them, one by one. It was like something from the Matrix. He ducked down and inched closer and closer to DeSalvo. William looked around rapidly. He couldn't see the other three people. What was Enrique doing?! Where did the three others go?!

He looked up and saw where they went. He nearly fainted. He thought he was insane, there was no way this was happening. They were...WALKING ON THE CEILING!

They walked quietly on the ceiling, trying not to make a sound. When they were directly above DeSalvo, Ben reached into his jacket's inside pocket, and pulled out a pistol with a leather handle.

William looked at the other people to see if they saw what he saw, but they were all staring at what Enrique was doing.

It all seemed unreal. This felt like a nightmare. William's son was out cold with a big blow to his head on the floor, there was a lunatic with a gun, and there were people walking on walls! What the hell was going on?!

William kept telling himself that this wasn't real, that this was some crazy nightmare he was having before he actually met Spencer. No matter how hard he pinched himself, he couldn't wake up.

When he failed at that, he tried to get his head together and try to figure out what they were doing. They were above him, and Enrique was in front of him, just dodging bullets.

'Come on, think, you idiot!' he thought to himself. There was a guy with a gun, and all he could do was stare.

Then it clicked.

William immediately figured out what their tactic was. Enrique wasn't going to attack him, at least not yet. He was taunting him, distracting him, while the real attack was going on right above him, it all made perfect sense!

William watched as they made sure no one was looking, then, with a voice like a burst of thunder, Ben shouted as loud as he could, "HEY, SCUZZO!"

When DeSalvo looked up, Ben pointed the gun at him, and DeSalvo froze.

"Put the gun down, scuzzo. Don't get any bright ideas." Ben said, not lowering his gun. Upon further inspection, William noticed what kind of handgun it was. It was a Colt.

Slowly, carefully, DeSalvo lowered his gun and dropped it on the floor. Spencer came to seconds later and came up behind him and kicked him right on the side of the head. He fell to the floor out cold with a thud.

"See how you like that, scumbag." he muttered under his breath. He turned to assess the damage done. There were bullet holes. A lot. God, what was he after? This couldn't be about cash, this was something bigger than that. He was more worried about witnesses right now. How was he gonna explain all this to Homeland Security without giving away the Brotherhood's secret?

Ben, Johanna and Diana had walked off the walls and were now walking back on the floor. Ben spoke first. "Guys, this is more than cash now. DeSalvo doesn't go this ballistic over a few thousand dollars."

"Yeah, but that's not the problem now. We gotta figure out how to come up with a logical explanation to all this." Spencer said. "The press is gonna have a field day with this. We're dead meat if the Brotherhood is discovered."

"Well, I got one idea. It's a long shot, but it just might work." Enrique said, smiling. He pulled his small, golden, "magical" pocket watch he got from his grandfather. He went to work on his plan immediately.

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"I think that's the last of it." Ben said, climbing down the ladder, taking off his gloves. "Let's hope we didn't miss any bullet holes."

"Please, this is the best the place has looked since it was BUILT." Spencer said, looking over the room, quite pleased with their work.

Enrique's idea to keep their secret worked perfectly. He had used his pocket watch to hypnotize the witnesses into forgetting the whole event. Who said hypnotism didn't work? After all, it was his specialty at the Brotherhood.

While he was doing that, the rest of them went to work repairing the damage done to the room from the bullets. They threw out DeSalvo a long time ago. They put spackle over the holes, replaced plants with noticeable holes in odd places, etcetera. Most of the people had gone back to work, all but one. The one person they didn't hypnotize, William Reid.

"Bro, how are you gonna explain all this without giving yourself away to what you've done with your life?" Ben said, leaning on the wall next to Spencer and crossing his arms, looking out at the now busy office. "He's gonna want an answer."

"Easy. I won't give him an answer." Spencer said. "He doesn't know about the past 14 years of my life, so why should he know about the next 14?"

"I know that part, but he's not gonna stop bugging you until he gets what he wants."

"Well, let him bug. One thing I remember about bullies, they always get bored if I don't react."

"Yeah, but he's a bully with paternal feelings toward you. It'll just make it more harder to shake him off."

"Hot damn, I forgot he was my dad!"

"Technically, Michael's your dad, but if you wanna go that way, then okay."

"Technically, he's your dad too."

Michael had adopted Ben when he was 18, like Spencer and Enrique. All three of them were brothers.

"But that's not the point! We gotta come up with an excusable lie!" Ben said, a hint of annoyance in his voice. "If we don't, we gotta come up with one for Homeland Security!"

"You don't think he'll rat us out, do you?" Spencer said sarcastically. "Oh no, I hope we don't get CIA on our tails!"

"Dude!" Ben said, slapping him in the face.

"Ow! Ben, you bastard!" Spencer said, looking angrily at him.

"Sorry, had to be done." Ben said, trying to keep the laughter out of his voice as he spoke.

"Fine, if you're so serious about this." Spencer said. "Uh...let's say that I owed a debt-no, wait, a lot of debts to him, and he came to whack me."

"It won't work. You're awesome at poker. If anything, HE should owe YOU cash."

"Yeah, you're right."

The rest of the band finished and walked up to join them.

"Hey, what are we gonna tell Will Reid?" Diana asked. "He's gonna wanna know."

"We were thinking of an excuse, but all we got was poker debts." Spencer said.

"Hey, what about...damn, I don't got nothing." Diana said.

Spencer smiled. "Well, this is the worst meeting of geniuses ever. Madame Jo, you take the floor."

"That's kinda surprising we don't have anything, since we're all geniuses like Spence." Johanna spoke. "It's like Flash without his speed."

"Or Green Lantern without his green lantern." Enrique said.

"Or Captain America without America." Diana said.

"Guys, explanation?" Ben said, looking at them.

"Oh, right!" Enrique said. "Uh..."

"What if we just don't give him an excuse?" Johanna said. "What if we lie and say that it's top secret FBI stuff and that you can't tell?" Johanna told Spencer. "It could work."

Spencer thought for a moment. "Deal. There's a possibility it could fool the clueless dude. I'll give it a shot."

Ben looked behind Spencer. "Oh, shit. Maybe we should've been running instead of talking."

"Bro, what are you talking about?" Spencer said, confused. "Why are you guys looking at me like that?" Then he got it almost immediately. He hung his head low. "He's been standing right behind me this entire time, hasn't he? He heard the whole thing. He's still standing behind me, isn't he?" he said despairingly.

"It was nice knowing you." Diana said.