Chapter 1: Revenge Is a Dish Best Served Cold

Nate ‘Hawkeye’ Bumps---I am standing in front of my riding stables as the Sheriff’s car pulls up. The Sheriff and another man get out and walk towards me. I know what this is about.

“Sheriff Heyward.”

“Hawkeye, this is State Investigator David Game. We want to talk to you about the murder of Reny Magua.”

“Reny’s dead? Ain’t that a shame. I’ll cry no tears over that asshole.”

That’s when State Investigator Game took over the conversation.

“I’m going to read you your rights before we go any further.”

Then he proceeded to read me my rights.

“Do you understand your rights?”

“Hell yeah! I ain’t as stupid as I sound. Go ahead and ask me anything you want.”

“Hawkeye, we know you hated Reny...”

“That bastard murdered my wife and my un-born child and you let him get away with it. Damn right I hated him.”

“I didn’t let him get away with it. He beat the charges on a technicality.”

“Technicality? That asshole was drunk when he hit her. He happened to have a half-pint of unopened whiskey in his glove box and he gets some dim-witted old lady to fetch it for him under the guise of him being so up-set and needing a drink to calm down. She opens it and he takes a few chuggs then hands her the bottle. For that the judge threw out the DUI evidence and says it was my wife’s fault for crossing in the middle of the block? Reny walked out a free man. Damn right I hated his guts.”