Luis Felps slouched back in his chair with a sullen look on his face. He kept his gaze on the stack of paper work on the table. Vinny sat on the other side of the table in his orange jump suit. It was two sizes too small for him and he could barely move around in it. He patiently waited for his attorney to speak first.
"I've spoken with Natasha. She could be your only advocate. But there's a problem." Said the lawyer.
Natasha was Vinny's best student. She knew what the class was like and how those brats had it in for Vinny. Maybe she could get him out of this mess. Vincent stuttered a bit before the words came out.
"Wha-what's the problem?" He asked
He braced himself for what would come next.
"Basically she's too scared to come forward and talk. Not to mention her parents won't allow her to testify."
Vincent squeezed the arms of his chair and gnashed his teeth. He always did that when he was stressed out.
"But those kids could say anything! I took their game boys and head sets and told them they could have them back at the end of the school year. Those kids hate me!"
Luis picked up the stack of paper work and leafed through the pages until he found what he was looking for. He pulled out a document and handed it to Vinny.
"Oh, it gets worse." He said," Felix Roberts submitted to a physical examination. The tests confirmed that some type of object possibly a broomstick was rammed inside his rectum. They have him seeing a proctologist for the bleeding."
Vincent looked bemused. " The bleeding?"
"That's right, something definitely happened to that boy."
The pieces were finally starting to fall together in Vinny's mind. He had vivid memories of the fight with wiggles dad when suddenly it hit him. He recalled Mr.Roberts' exact words. " Nobody touches my boy except for me!"
Vinny slammed his hands on the table and sat upright in his chair.
"I know what's going on." He said, " Wiggles' dad is the perpetrator. He is the one doing the molesting, I'm sure of it."
There was a moment of silence while Luis mulled this over. Vincent could tell that his pettifogger of a lawyer wasn't buying his story. Was he going to sell him out? Luis pulled out another document from the stack of paper work.
"I've hit this case at all possible angles and this is the best I can do. We're not going to get a better deal than this and I think you should take it."
"How long?" Asked Vinny.
"5 years incarceration plus 3 years supervised release."
Vinny looked him straight in the eye and his face became flush red.
"Absolutely not. We're not taking any deals. This is going to trial."
Luis cringed and tapped his pen on the table.
"If this goes to trial and you lose then you'll be facing ten."
Before he could finish speaking Vinny cut him off.
"We're not going to lose. God won't let that happen."
Luis became agitated." Look Mr.Young, it's them versus you and only you. Natasha can't come forward. Five years is not a long time. These judges are used to shelling out 15 and 20 year sentences every week. You'd be a fool not to take the deal."
Now Vinny was infuriated. He thought about choking Luis right there in his chair. Then stab him in the back of his neck with his own pen.
Vinny raised his voice." Look, who do you work for? Me or them? It sounds like you're working for them."
Luis looked away from Vinny and rolled his eyes. He then raised his right hand to settle down his angry client.
" Alright,alright. We'll tell them we're not taking the deal. I'm going to see what else I can do. In the mean time just keep your cool and don't talk to anyone about your case."
Luis motioned for the guard to come cuff up Vinny so they could take him back to his cell. The meeting was over and it was not a very good one.
When Vinny got back to his cell the shock of what he saw made him throw up all over the floor. Shaggy's feet dangled just 12 inches off the floor. He was hanging from his bed sheets. Drake the little bomber boy was dead.