"I didn't keep it!" Thumbs said, looking at Marco with an expression of disgust. "Why would I hang onto that?" But then his face blanched as he came to the conclusion that, basically, his life was on the line and relied on evidence that he could not produce. Thumbs' face went stony.<br/><br/>The other Dogs look at each other, and then shrug. "Yeah." One of them, Bitchcakes, says. He does not seem to think this is such a big deal. None of them here do. "I was one of the guys brought the box around. Thumbs kinda started blubbering, so we took the box with us and ditched it for the rats or whatever to eat up the fixings." He shrugs. "Think it was me, Rickroll, and Nettipot."