Wild Bill

And they didn't.

They wouldn't do it.

So I said, well, I'm leaving.

I told you, you asked me for help.

I've come to give help.

You don't want my help.

I'm leaving.

So I left.

And that was the last I heard about it.

And about a long time went by, maybe six months.

And six months later, I mean, I'd done a million jobs and really risen in the underworld of Costa Rica.

Now, remember, I'm in Costa Rica as a fugitive, right?

I'm a fugitive from the United States.

And my paperwork, I have some false paperwork and stuff.

you know, for when the cops stopped me or something.

And a cursory investigation about me would be, well, I would come back fine, but like an in-depth investigation about me is going to produce problems.

I mean, if we get to the point where they take fingerprints or something, I'm in deep shit.

So it turned out that they found the body.

The cops somehow found the body and the body got disinterred on accident and the police were called and the boys were all arrested and somebody ratted, I don't know who, and my name came up in it.

Nobody accused me of killing anybody, just the fact that I was an accessory.