You Can Run But You Can't Hide: Star of Dog the Bounty Hunter - PDF
نویسندگان: Duane Chapman
خلاصه: Dad, pull over. He’s stopping at a taco stand.” AndrewLuster, fugitive and convicted rapist, stood eating a taco. He had noidea I was on his ass. He turned to cross the street without a care inthe world.That was the first time I saw Luster with my own two eyes. Untilthat moment, he was a figment of my imagination. He was a photo,a sketch. And now he was alive—a living, breathing target. I saw hisshoulders, his head, and his eyes. As I rose above the steering wheel,I could see what I had been eating, breathing, and looking for in mydreams.I had Luster’s picture taped up in my bathroom so I could seehim at night before I went to bed and in the morning when I awoke.I kept a photo of him in my car. His Wanted poster was plasteredall over my office.My wife, Beth, taped up words of encouragement next to Luster’sface—phrases like “I will lead, not follow. I will create, not destroy. Iwill believe, not doubt. I will set new standards. I am the voice. I ama leader. I am going to proceed. I will succeed.” Every day I studiedLuster’s features as I filled my head with positive thoughts.I recognized every inch of Luster. I knew his walk from footage Ihad studied, just as I knew his voice on the phone.“Oh, my God. It’s him.” I can never explain why I said that outloud. So many people had doubted my ability to catch this bum.2 Yo u Ca n R u n , b u t Yo u Ca n ’ t H i d e“Dog can’t catch him.”“Dog’s a liar.”“Dog’s a felon.”I heard all of those doubting voices in my head as I stood onthe street staring at my prey. And then one voice came through loudand clear. It was the voice of my father. He said, “Now is the time.This is it.” I don’t know why I was thinking about my dad. He neverunderstood why I do what I do. But now, in this moment, I think hewould have approved.There are times when you just know in your heart that youractions are the right thing to do and you can’t imagine that therewould be anyone who would object. And then it turns out to yourgreat surprise that someone says it’s wrong. But you’re glad you didit anyway because you know it was the right thing to do. You do itto protect others who might be at risk. My dad would have calledthat a question of morality.“Get him!” Every voice in my head was shouting. “Get him!”The entire time I searched for Andrew Luster, Eminem’s song“Lose Yourself” was like my theme.That song came on the radio as I was about to pounce on Luster.I was frozen, stuck in the moment. Fear and pure exhilarationflowed through my veins.The guys were looking at me, waiting to see what I would do next.This was the Super Bowl of bounties. It was my Indy 500, myturn at the Grand Ole Opry. I had worked so hard to reach this mo-ment. I wanted to enjoy every second, every beat.Luster looked around, as if to make sure the coast was clear, butdidn’t move. In that moment, I realized what the term “bountyhunter” really meant. It wasn’t about the six thousand other arrestsI had made throughout my career. It was about right now. I thoughtabout Big Lou throwing his cuffs at my feet that day I saved Bigfootback in Huntsville. “Cuff him, bounty hunter.” This was it.“I’m going first. Tim, you come right behind me. Leland, when Iattack, you go.” I looked over at Filiberto to get his signal that itwas a “go.”