You lower your arms, & loosen your fists.
You look at the other two goblins, knives drawn, their little hands & knees shaking.
You direct your vision back to Fats, and speak.
"What's wrong" you ask.
Fats looks confused, and lets out an awkward chuckle.
He says, breaking eye contact, looking off to the side.
"Aside from a naked idiot trying to ruin my plans?"
You notice a sadness in his his eyes, and ask him once more.
Fats lower lip begins to quiver.
"Nothing" He says with a cracked voice.
He takes a deep breath, & clears his throat before speaking again.
"She left me, Alright! She left me and the boys"
He gestures over to the other goblins.
"Look at these boys! I don't know how to take care of these boys! These are good boys, and I... I mean look at me, looking for an old man's treasure in a massage parlor basement, God I feel stupid"
He wipes a tear from his face.
"I just want them to have a life you know? ...I don't want them to end up like me"
The two goblins run up and hug their father.
Fats holds them tight, he smiles, tears racing down his cheeks.
"But you know something?" he says, looking at you once again
"I think I have all the treasure we need right here"
You smile back, & give Fats a nod, and leave the three of them.
You reach the bottom of the stairs, looking back to see a happy father playing & laughing with his kids.
You head back up, push a filing cabinet in-front of the basement door, And use the company phone to report the murders.