An elaborate hoax? Tough to tell, the Las Vegas casinos tend to keep a tight lid on these kinds of things. These are Buddy's tapes, discovered under the shade of a juniper tree while I was hiking in the Mojave Desert. Six recordable audio cassette tapes, dusted up a bit but safe in their plastic cases. I took them home to listen, and, expecting nothing, was blown away by this confessional. This is a direct transcription of these tapes. A story of brothers and survival, of crime and death and tragedy, and maybe even redemption. A true story? All we have are the tapes.