Can I ever trust my son again?

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Can I ever trust my son again? Today was the worst day ever of parenthood for me. I just picked up my son and headed back to work. As some of you know I work with a friend and we run an in-home daycare. Her daughter is one year older than my son so they get along really well. Last week the kids were sent home with pledge forms for the Terry Fox Run. If you're not sure who and what Terry Fox is all about then I suggest that you look him up. It's pretty much about a guy who lost his leg due to an amputation because of Cancer. After he lost his leg he ran across Canada. Now every year kids from all school go house to house and try to raise money to donate to the Terry Fox Foundation and they even take a day and get involved by going for a walk just to help the foundation and awareness about the fight against Cancer. Anyhow: my friend's daughter and my son went around her street last week and raised some money for her. It went very well and they asked us moms if they could go again this week. So today when I picked them up from school they went down the street. I realized it was getting close to the time we were suppose to go to pick up my hubby from work. I ended up driving up the street and other streets close by to see if I could spot them. I called my friend and immedietly she went looking around for them as well. She called me on my cellphone and told me she had found them on her street. As I was driving up to them they were quite frantic about some guys that were working on a house doing outer renovations. I told my son to get into the truck because we had to go pick up my hubby. Her daughter started telling me that those guys were aiming and shooting a staple gun at them (my son and my friend's daughter). I got out of the truck and didn't walk on the property but just on the sidewalk in front and confronted the first guy who was working on the front of the house and asked if he was shooting staples at the kids. He answered "I don't know" He started smirking when he looked away and that ticked me off more. I asked him who did it and he pointed to the other guy who was working at the side of the house so I walked around to investigate. I pretty much asked him if he was the one who did it and he told me that the kids were running away and he was scaring them off and aimed it at them. So I asked him why didn't he just do his job and shoot the staple gun where it was suppose to be which was in a wall and why would he do that? His answer was that he was just trying to scare the kids away and that he had kids of his own and he knew how it was. At this point I"m sure you know how I felt so I told him that I was going to call the police and that he could get charged for using the staple gun as a weapon. He told me to leave the property and go ahead and call the police and that it was his staple gun and he could use it any way he wanted. I did call the police and they went there. Well.. from the other side of the story, apparently my son and my friend's daughter were playing in the back yard of that house and the guys had asked them to leave the property many times. The kids were even taunting them as well so that's why he tried to scare them off with the staple gun. In my opinion, embarrassment was exactly what I felt when I found out my son was lying to my hubby and I. I just feel like I will not be able to trust him in a long time. For punishment my son is not allowed to play any video games until the end of this month is up and my friend grounded her daughter for two days. Have you ever reacted to some situation before knowing the real facts? Was it by your own child? What did you do to punish them?