Breaking His Walls- [Spot Conlon love story]

Chapter 24- How's the Headline?

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POV Ciara

As we continue to celebrate, a red faced Weasel pushes his way the crowd. Following close at his heals, the Delancy brothers.

Our success and cheerfulness is like a slap in the face to them. And we love it every bit of it.

Moments later, a police carriage approaches our crowd with Snyder sitting shotgun with the police.

"Jack. Jack, it's the bulls. It's the bulls, let me down." Les panics.

We stare at the carriage for a split second before us scurrying away with Jack. Before we make it five steps out of the crowd, Denton stops us.

"Jack it's over."

"Let him go!" Race cries.

We attempt to push past Denton, but he grabs Jack's arm.

"No, no, no. You don't have to run. Not anymore. Not from the likes of him anyway." Denton explains.

We all look at each other unconvinced. But Denton puts an arm on Jack's back and lightly pushes him forward.

"Come on, come on." he encourages Jack's hesitant body.

We follow Denton and Jack back into the crowd as they walk towards the police cabin. My heart begins to beat out of my chest. Why are we letting Jack subject himself to Snyder?

We all watch carefully as one of the police officers opens the back of the carriage to let a bunch of smaller boys hurry out and into the street. I recognize these boys.

They are from the Refuge and are being released. I scan the bunch in hopes to see my old roomates.

"Tucker? Tucker!" I yell towards the dark haired boy.

Tucker looks my way and smiles as he runs up to me. I throw my arms around him and tears spill out of my eyes. 

"It's so good to see you again." I gush.

"Girlsie, yous did it. And I's know Sparky's real proud of ya." he whispers back to me.

Tucker pulls away and his eyes go wide as he stares at the group at my sides.

"Boots?"

"Tucker?"

The two embrace each other excitedly. Right on time, a smiling Crutchy hobbles out of the police carriage.

"Crutchy!" we all yell.

Snyder turns around to climb into the carriage revealing his hands are in cuffs. This day keeps getting better and better.

"Uh, remember what I told ya Mr. Synder. Da foirst thing you do in jail, make friends with da rats. Share what you got in common." Crutchy beams.

We all cheer Crutchy on. Snyder is finally getting the punishment he deserves.

The officers allow Crutchy to do the honors of locking up Snyder, and we all cheer him on. Crutchy hobbles over to us and we all wrap our arms around each other in one big hug.

I have to admit, this is the most friendly I have ever seen Spot Conlon be.

"You won't be seeing much of him anymore. Say goodbye, Warden." Dentons says.

"BYE WARDEN!" we happily shout.

Crutchy starts to speak a mile a minute, "Jack, you ought ta have seen it. He comes stormin into da Refuge waving his walking stick like a sword, and he's leading dis army of lawyers and cops-"