A/N: Thanks to everyone reading this story. A big thank you to everyone reviewing it. Glad you are enjoying it. Oh, and yeah this one is a little short, sorry about that. Next one has more action in it. I don't own The Cape, otherwise it would still be on T.V.

Orwell walked slowly next to Vince, glancing at him occasionally. She wasn't going to treat him like a porcelain doll, because she knew that would only make him feel worse, but she was going to be beside him to steady him if he needed it. She watched as he gingerly sat down in the chair next to her, a small grunt escaping.

"I just about pulled an all nighter on this one." Orwell said trying to focus on work. "So, you owe me one."

"What is it going to cost me?" Vince asked with a small side long grin.

"You are taking a day of rest." Orwell said waiting for the argument she felt likely would come. When none came, she turned back to her computer screen. "There was video surveillance installed at the work site. I imagine, Douglas McLean the owner of the building, expected something to happen after speaking out against ARK."

"Wasn't there an article recently about how he thought ARK was a sham, and he would protect his own property?" Vince said. "He didn't want anything to do with ARK."

"That's the one." Orwell said, pulling up the video file on her computer. "He does have a rather nice video monitoring system, but nothing I can't crack." Orwell smiled briefly and was glad to get a small smile in return. "I erased this from their system replacing it with a loop of an empty floor."

Vince watched, transfixed on the image of himself talking to his son. He saw his attacker waiting in the shadows mere feet from where they were standing. He had let his guard down while talking to his son, and had not been as aware of his surroundings as he should have been. He winced involuntarily at the sight of himself being bludgeoned by the wrench. He saw his son reach for the comm. device placing it in his own ear. Vince's breath caught in his throat, and his heart twisted in his chest as he heard the scared tone in his son's voice as Trip hesitantly reached for his mask. His son's pleas of "Dad" turning from shock to horror were almost too much for him to bear.

At the end of the video, Orwell turned to see a tear sliding down Vince's face. "No one else has seen this video. Your secret is still safe. You're family is still safe."

"For now, maybe" came the quiet response. Vince took a deep, slow steadying breath. "I asked my son to lie to his mother that his father, who everyone thinks died a terrible criminal, is alive. Not only does he have to deal with that now. He can't tell anybody. Not even his own mother. How can you do that to a kid?"

Orwell looked at Vince sadly. "Well, I know that you have an amazing, resilient son that just found out that instead of losing his dad, he has been looking out for him this entire time. He never believed any of those lies about you."

Orwell saw that Vince didn't look completely convinced. "I have a feeling that he can handle just about anything that is thrown at him."

"What makes you say that?" Vince asked unsure.

"Because, he's your son."

Vince took a breath letting the words sink in for a moment, before asking. "So, what do we know about this guy?"

Orwell returned her attention to the screen. "His name is Louie DeFranco. He is a small time crook. Mainly check fraud, some small shoplifting charges, nothing big. It seems that he has tried to go straight most of the time. He has been legitimately employed at more than one location over the years. "

"He's going from shoplifting to assault. That seems to be a bit of a stretch." Vince said looking between the slightly pudgy man on the screen and Orwell.

"Well, you haven't met the whole family yet. " She said pulling up some more screens. "Meet Sammy DeFranco, career criminal enforcer and underboss to Devino Manselli. They are one of the smaller organized crime families in the city. But, from everything I can find out they are trying to enter the big leagues. Anything that Devino needs done would be carried out by Sammy."

"So, why was Louie at the construction site instead of Sammy, if he is Devino's personal errand boy?"

"I haven't been able to find any legitimate employment records for Louie since he got out of prison several months ago. My guess is that little brother decided to get into the family business. It wouldn't be hard for him to be accepted given his brother's position in the group. They wanted to take down someone who is a rival of ARK's to show that they mean business, so use someone that was expendable in case something went wrong."

Orwell looked at Vince and could tell that he was trying his best to be alert and stay with the conversation but was desperately losing the battle. "Why don't you lay back down for a bit, when you get up we can talk about this some more?"

Vince began to argue, but knew she was right as another wave of fatigue hit him. Just a little nap, his body begged. "Don't let me stay there long."

"I promise." Orwell said.