Knock

Maybe she's being a bit unfair. Michelangelo and Donatello seem all right, but the other two...they still frighten her.

"It was scary," April admits, "but I get why. I was going to take that photo to Bernie and once I had..." She shakes her head. "There would have been a hunt. They would have been captured, dissected...or drained of blood, like Sacks intended. But they've apologised for threatening me, so that's OK."

Is it OK? If April had come home first, it would have been her with a bruised stomach and ribs.

Someone knocks on the door. April goes to answer it; it's Casey Jones. He stalks into the flat, his jaw tight and eyes hard.

"Hey, Casey," April says. "Everything all right?"

"They want me to say I took down Shredder."