the rest of the Memphis story

As you know from before my boy had slid around me and into the Shelby county lock up in Tenn. This did not get one fo the companies i work for off the bond.
I made a contact in a covert way to a jail contact. He will surely let me know when he is about to be let out so that I can be there to let him know how special he is by taken him back to Indiana right frick'n now.
As all my well placed plans go my covert contact f'ed me. Then the SOB made his way back to Columbia, Tenn. So off we go, myself and Agent Doyle Davis. This was to be Doyle's last dance but I had no idea.
We check in with local PD and the dudes are so cool it put us rite at ease. Well my boy does not have the same last name as mom so the two officers have no clue that we are going to one of the frequent flyers of the Columbia PD. The Police said they would hang back so as not to spook our boy. We find the address and Doyle takes the back and I take the front.
I do a very civil knock and a 10 year old answers the door, I ask for my boy and he says, I'll go get'im. When the door again opens the devil herself at 5'2 and about 100 soken wet is standing in front of me and tells me that he aint here as Doyle chases him up some stairs toward me and behind his BITCH MOTHER.
I slid past as she turns to look and Doyle is first into a bedroom right behind our boy and I am right behind Doyle as the little shit enters a closet right in front of the both of us. As if we didnt see it. I take the taser from my holster as The devil mom from hell keeps grabin me, Dolye, fast as hell got satan off my back but the rest of the family was on her heels. I pointed the taser lazer at the door and after several verbals he came out mad as hell. On your knees, hand behind your back, cuffed, out the door and ,then mom.
As he became a lawyer he told us we could not take him back across a state line his mom kept saying things like I hope your mom dies, I hope your kids get sick, die fucker, how do live with yourself?... I look up and one of the local PD drives by, as wave like a liitle kid to a float at the Macy day gig.
I finally get him in the car after the nice officer told his mother that her boy was the punk not me. I told her to have another beer and I would pass the good word on to my mother , God rest her soul.
In word I cannot begin to tell you or make you understand how vile and down rite fucking retarted this entire family was. But as we left with a quickness Doyle told me he was done and that he would no longer be hunting, I heard it before But really didnt think he was serious. Our boy went bak to Hamilton county Indiana. As the next few days unfolded I relized that Doyle my 10 year hunting buddy and long time best friend was realy done. It was like i got kicked in the nuts. And his words echoed over,and over. Its just not worth it......
I still hunt but it just ain't the same...... So here is to the best bounty hunter you all have ever known Doyle Davis Now spends his time on his Ultra classic killin time. He still hunts But he Hunts a differnt beast, Chicks.