"I used the tactics I learned from the tribe," Oscar said quietly. "Like a hunter, I gathered information about my prey—my own father."He gave an ironic smile. "The man already had another wife and a seven-year-old child. He forgot about his son quickly."
Carmensa could only sob softly, pitying the young man who had suffered so much.
"Then, in the information I gathered, I found an opportunity," Oscar continued. "Every night he drank with some of his superiors. It was how he tried to win their goodwill so he could get away with doing those kinds of things. After giving them their bribes, he always walked home alone through the streets of the town, back to his family."
"So one night, I prepared myself. I hid in the darkness and waited in a narrow corner until he passed by. Patrols were sporadic, so I had plenty of time. When he walked close to me, I struck him, tied him up, and dragged him into the forest."
