When justice seems out of reach, all it takes is someone brave and committed enough to bend the rules just right.

After an encounter in a bar that left a woman harassed and her husband concussed, her private investigator brother stops at nothing to gather evidence to bring the guy that hurt his family to his knees.

You’ll want to read on for this one.

My uncle took revenge on behalf of my parents!

My parents had me when they were plenty young. They were not teens anymore, but had barely left that age bracket.

My mom and dad met in college. That was also when they had me.

So while my parents were in their courses, I mostly stayed with my grandparents. The whole family lives in the same area. And the college was not that far away.

My parents were still young and liked to go out with friends on occasion. When the following happened, I was a few years old.

One night at the bar, something terrible happened.

On occasion, they frequented a bar. A drunk guy there harassed my mom and did not take a no as a no.

My dad intervened and stopped the guy.

And half an hour later, all seemed forgotten.

But then it got even worse.

The music was loud, the bar crowded, and then someone in the crowd hit my dad with an empty glass pitcher square in the face.

He was bleeding profusely and collapsed. But in the press, semi-darkness and over the music no one knew who did it.

My dad was taken to the hospital. He had a broken nose and a heavy concussion.

It would be hard to track down who was responsible.

He also couldn’t see who had attacked him and his memory between the alcohol and being hit in the head was also very fuzzy.

Of course, they had considered the guy who had harassed my mom, but they didn’t know him, nor did they see him anywhere leading up to the moment. Let alone have any evidence.

So they pressed charges against unknown. But there was virtually nothing anyone could do.

Oddly enough, the very perpetrator of the crime approached the mom again.

But then a few days later the piece of crap, that had harassed my mom, approached her on campus. Turns out he was in the same college as my parents.

He made a few veiled comments and left little doubt, that it had been him that hit my dad in the face.

And the piece of garbage let my mom know, that my dad next time should mind his manners.

And that the little touching he had done, didn’t hurt anyone and wasn’t that bad. And if he wanted to do it again, he would and maybe more.

And then the piece of crap went on his merry way.

My mom was horrified of course.

Her family was at a loss of what to do next.

She went home and told my grandparents, my dad, his parents. But no one could do anything.

It was a “he said, she said” deal, after all. And my mom hadn’t even gotten the guy’s name.

My mom cried a lot at that time and didn’t know what to do. She also was afraid of going to classes or out alone.

I honestly only remember that time very scarcely. I was just a little kid. But I can remember my dad in the hospital and with his broken nose.

And my mom crying a lot.

My dad, of course, was just as angry and humiliated as my mom. No one knew what to do. And everyone was treading on eggshells around each other.

Until the uncle gets involved.

But that is where my uncle enters the stage.

My uncle, my mom’s brother, lived on the other side of the country.

He was a PI. And he was, of course, the last to hear the full story.

But the moment he heard someone had threatened his little sister, he was on his way home.

The uncle agreed getting justice would be challenging.

After hearing the full story, my uncle knew it would likely be hard to get the guy on the harassment, the assault or the threats. Having no evidence.

My uncle had my mom point the guy out from afar on campus.

So he hatched a plan.

It took a few days to find him. But then my uncle started to stalk that piece of human filth.

My uncle took sick days, all his vacation and invested every second possible to find out everything about the harasser.

My uncle even approached the pig in another bar and became “drinking buddies” with him.

Which worked even better than anyone was expecting.

Over several weeks, my uncle had uncovered all manners of illicit behavior.

Possession, consumption, and distribution of illegal substances. Theft. And a few other misdemeanors and small-time stuff.

And my uncle could have put him away for that.

But his job wasn’t done yet.

But my uncle always said when asked about, that if he sent the AH to prison, it would be for harassing my mom and hurting my dad.

And that is what he did.

One night while out with his new “buddy” drinking. My uncle got the idiot really drunk and they landed in my uncle’s motel room.

So he gets out the camera.

He got the harasser to incriminate himself on video. Rattling off a list of illegal stuff he was up to.

My uncle had, of course, pretended to be a crook too.

Among the stories AH told was the story of how he groped some “chick” and brained her “dude” with a pitcher of beer.

The author adds some context.

Now, something needs to be said.

In my country, of course, recording someone in secret is illegal and under some conditions, like if the police does it, it is not a permissible piece of evidence in court.

But as a PI, my uncle knew that laws for that exactly.

But paradoxically. the situation is different if it is not only audio but also video. And my uncle had the AH on camera confessing.

Understanding this, the uncle went forward with his plan anyway.

The next day, my uncle turned himself into the police, with all his collected evidence. Because secretly filming people was still a crime.

Though the video could be used as evidence in court, as my uncle was not affiliated with the police or any other governmental agency.

Finally, justice was served.

When the criminal trial and the civil trial were over, the AH got 6 years in prison and had to pay damages to my mom and dad.

And my uncle got slapped with the equivalent of a $2,000 dollar fine for secretly filming the AH.

Money well spent, he always said.

Sometimes you just have to break a few rules to avenge your family.

What did Reddit think?

There’s a lot to be said for this uncle’s sheer determination.

This uncle did what needed to be done and he did it well.

This user sees a loophole someone could use to get a perp to confess.

This user questions the semantics of it all, but enjoyed the story nonetheless.

In the end, justice was finally served, but not without a price for this bold uncle.

While he may have walked away with a fine, the satisfaction of seeing a predator behind bars was worth every penny.

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