There were two more murders, 15 miles away.

When police arrived, they found the telephones and electricity lines.

We have a weird homicide.

A scene described by one investigator is reminiscent of a weird religious life.

As long as there is injustice in the world, someone has to stand up for those in need.

On November 21, 2014, a man died a peaceful death

free from the confines of prison, all because a group of people were willing to fight for him.

So, if you like your coffee hot, but your bones chilled, sit back and start your day with a

morning cup of murder.

Rupert Maxwell Stewart was born in a government settlement sometime in 1932 that housed the Alice Springs indigenous population in Australia.

Legally, Rupert was known as a half-cast, meaning one of his great-grandfathers were white station owners,

while his grandfather on his father's side was a fully initiated Arunda and leader of a Totemic clan.

Rupert himself was fully initiated, something rare for an indigenous Australian working with white people in the 1950s.

Despite working so closely with the white population, Rupert refused to receive a Western

education or learn of Western religion. He was proud of where he came from and wanted to

maintain his roots. By age 11, he had left home to work as a stockman around Alice Springs

and as a teen, became a bare knuckle boxer to try and earn some extra cash. In late 1957,

Rupert was arrested and convicted of indecent assault and a sleeping nine-year-old girl in Clon

Curry, Queensland. He admitted to police that, while he knew what he did was wrong, he didn't know any

women his age who would give him the time of day.

At this point, he was pretty deep into his alcoholism and stated that, when he drank,

he had no control over his urges.

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