In March of 2019, I stepped foot for the first time into a little farm town,

just northeast of Atlanta, Georgia, called Winder.

A town full of stories, legends, and secrets.

It was also home to a man whose name I'd never heard before, but will never forget.

While I was initially there to film scenes for an HBO series,

my time in this unassuming little town, and the people I would meet there,

would prove to be something I could never have expected.

And it would change my life.

What I unearthed was a story shrouded in scandal and mystery,

50 years in the making. A story with secrets never before revealed.

With one man at the center of it all, a man named Billy Sunday, Bert.

That's all, gambling, excitement. He was just more adventurous.

He was the best family man you could ever want to meet.

I don't know, he's kind of a hero, man. He could drive a hero, I would call him.

But he was a good gambler, a good pool player, a womanizer,

you know, drove the fastest cars. He was the best of the best and everything you did.

But as I would learn, the deeper you dig, the more secrets, you're likely to find buried.

He'd give you the shirt off his back. If he turned you back on him for the run race,

it'd be a key, you too.

Billy Burke is just without a doubt one of the most political killers in the history of the

war country. I mean, without a doubt. I mean, he was a bad bound, killed a lot of people.

Sunday Burke never cracks my, his stone cold.

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