Hedges is many things, a pompous dandy, an obnoxious blowhard, but he is persistent. I awoke with a gun in my face. I also found that the rest of the camp had been captured. Thankfully the imbeciles didn’t search me and I still had my brass knuckles. We were able to scare Hedges group off, my father would have been completely aghast that “His Son” resorted to fisticuffs like a common street thug.