A night to remember?“He’s never gonna believe us!” “You’re right — he’s never gonna believe us,” Bill said to his brother as the spotlight from a game warden patrol vehicle lit them up while the two men were trying to break into their truck. Both men had blood on their hands. It didn’t look good. “Shut up and let me do the talking,” brother whispered.“State Game Warden. What are y’all doing out here?” If brother would have been telling the truth, he would have said that they were at the truck to retrieve a pen to fill out the tags for ...