The three way setting plastic dome light inside of the Chevy Tahoe shone brilliantly onto the faux documents in the Gadget Man's hand. If truth be told, Vinny really didn't know what immunity papers were supposed to look like and so far they had him fooled. To make matters worse, Alvin and Carter sat in the front of the SUV playing a little game called "Who's better at deceiving the Gadget Man."
Alvin sat in the passenger seat while Carter planted his lead foot on the gas pedal heading for Vinny's residence where the remote was purportedly buried in the ground.
A motorcade of black and whites followed them as if they were escorting the president. Whatever tricks Vinny might have up his sleeve would not be able to outwit them all. They were highly skilled lawmen that all made it through the police academy. Feeling elated that the nightmare was finally coming to an end, Carter became quite the chatterbox.
"I still can't believe my boss gave in and granted those immunity papers! What on earth are we going to tell the public? They'll be outraged!" Said Carter in a serious tone of voice.
"I dunno. We'll just tell them we did what we had to do and it really wasn't our decision." Replied Alvin faking it just as well.
Meanwhile.... Vinny eavesdropped while holding the papers firmly in his manacled hands. Standard procedure was to be cuffed in the back but they had made an exception since his shoulder hurt oh so much. As Alvin and Carter continued their feigned political debate, a rock song by Papa Roach "Getting Away With Murder" ran through the Gadget Man's mind. They could never take him to jail, at least not alive anyway.
The ride got bumpier as Carter's Tahoe made its way through windy roads to the Gadget Man's lair. An FBI chopper was already shining a spot light on them and following their every move. It was going on 2am and anything could go wrong in the dark. They all became blithely when they saw two cute little bunnies race out in front of their headlights in a zig zag pattern as they pulled into Vinny's driveway.
"So this is where our cold blooded killer lives." Commented Carter as the SUV came to a halt. "I think I understand all the trees now."
Vinny and Alvin gave no response as Carter put more of the pieces of the puzzle together in his clouded mind. He recalled Tina in the hospital making statements about lots of trees.
Before they could even step out of the SUV the uniformed motorcade following them surrounded them making sure nothing crazy would happen. The chopper circled around the tree farm encircling Vinny's trailer to scope the place out. Big burly uniforms chaperoned Vinny as he led them towards the tree farm that looked like it went for miles. So many miniature trees all looking exactly alike.
Meanwhile...
Alvin raced towards the barn to go fetch a shovel. The tilled ground was soft and loose making a perfect spot to bury something. Lots of mag lights shone in every direction like an episode from "Prison Break". Since all the thousands of trees looked all alike, Vinny had a glittery ribbon wrapped on the branch of one identifying his secret hiding spot.
It didn't take them long to spot the tree flourishing the ribbon. Alvin finally caught up with the group holding a pointy shovel.
"It's buried under this tree?" Questioned Carter to Vinny.
Vinny snorted then stifled a laugh. "Of course not! Do you think I'm that stupid?"
There was no response. Vinny counted 6 trees to the right of the ribboned tree and instructed his little brother to dig under that particular tree. Alvin pushed his size 12 Timberland boots onto the head of the shovel and dug up the earth.
While he was shoveling Carter's radio crackled and he heard the pilot in the chopper.
"Everything looks secure out here but we got a dead Rottweiler decaying about 100 yards from where you're at." Advised the pilot.
For a split second Vinny felt a pang of guilt pierce through his body. Poor Sparky. He did really used to love that dog. Alvin's shovel made a clanking sound so he dug a little faster. Within minutes he was holding an antiquated metal lunch box. The kind the Amish often used. He quickly opened it and found the remote inside.
Since Vinny's ankles were shackled to prevent him from running away, Carter decided they couldn't spare the time having the Gadget Man lagging behind. It was time for Carter to play super hero once again.
Without asking, Carter slung the killer's 185 pound frame over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and raced back to the rendezvous point.