Summoned to Jubilee Trail, deputies found a man with minor facial trauma in the house and his inebriated brother reclining in a pickup truck in the driveway. According to Abel, he and Cain had been returning home from a friend’s house when smoldering sibling rivalry burst into flames. Abel got out of the vehicle, walked home and started working on the aforementioned truck. Cain showed up a short time later and started punching Abel in the mug. There are two sides to every story, of course, but instead of offering a defense, Cain laid down in the driveway with his hands behind his back and told officers he was “ready to go to jail.” It was the calm before the storm. Once cuffed, Cain spake to Abel thusly: “It’s over when I get out, I don’t care if it takes years! I’m going to (mess) you up!” When officers suggested Cain tone down the rhetoric a notch and calmly state his name, he turned the hose on them. “(Nuts to) you, that’s my name. You’re my enemy. Your job is to catch me.” An unnecessary observation, since he was already caught. Deputies arrested Cain for third-degree assault and led him into exile in Golden.