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Adam loved his red trucker hat.  It was his lucky hat, or so he thought.  But as he sat in his living room, tightly bound and tape gagged, he realized his luck had run its course.  He'd been on his way out when the doorbell rang.

"Damn Jehovah's Witnesses!" he had mumbled to himself as he opened the door, a surly snarl fixed on his face.

But the two tall strangers in the doorway were not there to convert him from his evil ways. They bum-rushed him, one of them clamping a beefy hand over his mouth while the other pinned his arms to his sides.  Taken down in a flying, unexpected tackle, Adam grunted in vain as his hands were pulled behind his back and roped, a heavy knee pressing down into his back, while the other thug plastered strips of wide duct tape over his mouth.

Within seconds, his knees and ankles were also bound, and he lay there completely incapacitated.  His jaunty red cap still sat on his head despite the manhandling, and he grunted through his tape gag as the two intruders disappeared into the kitchen.  Adam's mind was still stunned by the sudden attack.  What the hell was going on?  He heard some crashing sounds coming from the kitchen, but he was too afraid to try and find out what was happening.

Then he heard a voice.

"Dammit!  This is the wrong house!"

"You dyslexic asshole...did you reverse the numbers again?  If this gets back to headquarters, we'll be back pounding a beat!!"

"Shit, what about the kid?"

"Shut up, moron, he doesn't know we're cops.  Let's just slip out through here."

Adam heard the kitchen door open and swing shut.  He struggled to get to his feet, and began hopping towards the kitchen. 

His red cap lay on the floor, no longer lucky.

The End

Adam played by Hal

Photography by Caitiff