The next day the FBI building became more busy than the New York stock exchange. Word spread like wildfire that Vincent Young was the Gadget Man and considered to be extremely dangerous. Phones rang all day long with possible leads as to where he might be or where he might go. Everyone was trying to collect on the big reward money for his capture.
Officials believed that Tony was dead and his corpse probably dropped off in a river. 6 month old Clarence was still alive and well in the crib but police really didn't know what to do. The entire bedroom that the crib was in was equipped with motion sensors that prevented them from getting up close to the bomb to figure out a way to disarm it. Time was running out anyway before the bomb would go off on its own killing the baby and possibly destroying most of the building.
The entire apartment complex had to be evacuated and tenants were threatening with lawsuits because they had to temporarily leave their home. It was imperative that they capture the Gadget Man alive because only he would know how to defuse the bomb.
While the nation wide manhunt for Vincent Young AKA Gadget Man was on Vinny was laying on his belly behind some bushes flanking the side of Alvin's ritzy home. He had had a very rough day. The poor Gadget Man had to cut his long greasy hair and remove his eye patch so people couldn't recognize him.
In lieu of his eye patch he wore a pair of snazzy sunglasses that gave him a little trouble seeing in the dark. It wasn't very hard checking into a seedy hotel with a fake ID. Hotel attendants rarely checked the faces on driver's licenses and were usually just happy to see some form of ID.
Vinny pushed the indiglo button on his wristwatch and saw that it was almost 10pm. Any minute Marie would be leaving for work to go work the night shift at the hospital. He yearned for a cigarette but didn't want to risk giving himself away over a dirty habit. He was certain nobody knew he was hiding behind the bushes. The siding of Alvin's house was perfectly clean and looked like it had just been power washed. No blotches of dirt or green stains from loose grass clippings spewing out of the lawn mower.
Vinny snapped out of his daydream when he heard the electric garage door opening. This was the big moment, it was finally show time.
The Gadget Man sprung to his feet and realized his right leg had fallen asleep. He quickly pummeled his leg with his right hand until the blood flow replenished. He sidled along the side of the house like James Bond in the video game.
Marie backed the gray Acura Integra out of the garage slowly with her head turned and faced toward the street. The red luminous brake lights flickered as she carefully backed the car down the driveway and toward the street. This was Vinny's big moment.
While Marie's full attention was geared towards what was going on behind her, Vinny slinked into the garage undetected just before the garage door closed. It was easier than breaking into Helen Keller's home.
Since everyone now knew the Gadget Man's identity, Vinny screwed the silencer onto his 9mm before he opened the door which led to the kitchen. He kicked off his loafers and tip-tied through the kitchen towards the living room holding the piece at chest height and flicking off the safety button.
Alvin was wearing black Nike sweatpants that were too baggy on him and a red Phillies T-shirt that he had since high school. Vinny peered around the corner and saw his brother slightly rocking in a rocking chair surfing through the 101 cable channels on the 46 inch screen Sony television. His long legs were perched on a padded green checkered hassock which prominently displayed his dirty white smelly socks.
The Gadget Man crept up slowly behind him curling his toes as they touched down on the carpet being careful not to make a sound.
As soon as Alvin stumbled upon a cable channel that piqued his interest he laid the television remote in his lap and leaned back into the rocking chair. As he leaned back he felt something cold pushing into the nape of his neck.
"Don't move!" Mandated a voice behind him. The rocking chair stopped rocking and Alvin didn't move a single muscle, he didn't even raise his hands.
Vinny pushed the silencer firmly into the back of his neck forcing Alvin's head to loll forward.
"Put your hands up nice and slow where I can see them." Instructed Vinny.
Alvin did as he was told and extended his hands skyward very slowly. For some reason he was acting very nonchalant, almost as if he was expecting to see him.
"Stand up slowly and don't turn around or you'll be a dead piggy."
Alvin stood up slowly from the rocking chair and the television remote fell from his lap and banged against the wooden rocker startling them both.
"Why are you doing this?" Pleaded Alvin.
The Gadget Man leaned forward and spat into his younger brother's ear. "What were you doing snooping around my barn?" He said pushing the 9mm so far into the back of his neck it was turning red.
Alvin had not yet seen his brother's face but it was pretty obvious who it was. In one swift motion, Vinny withdrew the 9mm from Alvin's neck and gyrated to the front of him and pointed the pistol at his little brother's chest. Alvin didn't move and kept his hands high in the air. He could now see his perpetrator face to face. Vinny didn't look the least bit scared. It was clear he had the upper hand.
"You didn't answer my question." Hissed Vinny, "Why were you snooping around my barn?"
Alvin's eyes grew big as he stared at the silencer pointed at his chest. He played dumb like most of the criminals he arrested always did.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Don't screw with me. I saw you on tape." Replied Vinny off- putting. The gun remained pointed at Alvin's chest.
Alvin the socialite, mulled over at what angle he wanted to hit this. "You killed a lot of people." He said debilitating. He thought Vinny appeared to be high on drugs.
The Gadget Man snarled exposing his shark teeth. "So what! They were all bad people and deserved to die!"
Alvin tried to remain calm and keep eye contact refraining from staring at Vinny's piece. "You had something to do with that fire that broke out in Baltimore and killed that innocent girl didn't you? I know you're capable of it. And Bridget, she was just a patsy right?"
The Gadget Man couldn't help but smile. The downside to committing crime and getting away with it was you could never take credit for it. Vinny was feeling good and in the mood for guessing games. He continued smiling like the joker on Batman when he suddenly remembered something. While Alvin deduced his smile as a sign of guilt, Vinny pulled a syringe out of his pocket and eyeballed it closely. Officer Young looked frightened. He had a fear of needles.
"What's that for?" He asked nervously.
While holding the 9mm steady in one hand, and the syringe in the other, Vinny tossed the syringe to his brother. Alvin caught it in mid-air and looked at it stupidly.
"I don't understand. It's empty. Were you planning on injecting me with truth serum? What am I supposed to do with this?"
"I want your blood idiot! And you're gonna give it to me!" "Huh?"
"You're gonna give me a sample of blood so I can test the DNA."
"DNA? For what?" Alvin was completely clueless.
"To find out if you're my real brother that's what. The blond hair, the blue eyes, the cocky attitude, none of those traits resembles a true Young."
Alvin smiled as if he knew something or maybe he was just amused at Vinny's stupidity. Vinny couldn't be sure. Out of nowhere Theresa popped into the living room pointing a Glock40 right at Vinny.
"I think I can answer that question." Said Theresa becoming a totally different person.
"Mom! What are you doing here?" Said Vinny fully surprised.
"A true mother always knows what her sons are up to. The big question is what are you doing here?"
Vinny was shocked by his mother's bravado. She even kept the pistol pointed right at his chest without shaking the piece.
Before the Gadget Man could answer Theresa continued on. "We prayed to God that you would never figure it out. With Mark not being Alvin's real father and all..."
Vinny cut her off. "We? Alvin knew this too?"
Alvin nodded his head in consent. Vinny became enraged. It was his turn to play guessing games.
"So let me guess. Barry the car mechanic? Was that why you refused to let dad buy you a new car because you liked that little Dodge rust bucket that kept breaking down? You wanted an excuse to see your secret lover?" He asked almost wanting to cry.
Theresa nodded her head while looking into the eyes of her oldest son.
"But mom how could you? You're supposed to be Christian and this secret affair must've went on for years! That car broke down at least 3 times a month!"
"I'm sorry Hun. Your father just couldn't give me the love that Barry could." She said quickly averting her eyes to check Alvin's response.
Alvin still looked worried because there were two different guns pointed at two different directions and one was pointed directly at him!
Vinny shook his gun at his little brother. "What about you little punk? This explains why momma spoiled you growing up because you knew her little secret. Figures why you grew up to be a pig. All cops are dirty, all of them."
Alvin just shrugged his shoulders and gave no response. Theresa tried to wrap up the scenario before everyone's blood ended up all over the brand new carpet.
"Put the gun down Vinny, it's over, we're gonna get you some help." She pleaded.
"It's never over!" Hissed Vinny. Without notice he fired twice directly into Alvin's chest. While Alvin staggered backwards preparing for a pratfall, Vinny quickly pointed the gun towards his mother but it was too late. A shot rang out and Vinny felt a sharp piercing pain in his right shoulder causing him to drop his weapon.
Alvin pounced him to the floor and Theresa tossed him a pair of handcuffs she had hidden behind her back. Officer Young put his police training to good use and cuffed Vinny's hands behind his back faster than a NASCAR crew changing a tire.
The ignominious Gadget Man bellowed like a demon gorged deep in someone's throat. "I'm going to kill both of you and I'm telling dad everything!" He shouted while squirming around writhing in pain.
As it turns out, Alvin was in fact wearing a bulletproof vest. They knew Vincent was coming and the entire thing was a setup.
"I'm still your half brother." Said Alvin picking up Vinny before any more of his shoulder wound could spill on the carpet.
Theresa quickly came over and tended to Vinny's wound with a sock she pulled off her foot. Vinny was going to be alright. They had successfully captured the Gadget Man and pretty soon they would have their money.