In December of 1967, two men came together in the loneliness of the Nevada desert. One was a billionaire - the richest man in America at the time - the other was a regular guy, a working stiff. The billionaire was found lying face-down on a dirt road. He had long hair and blood caked on the side of his head and he was dressed like a bum.As the car's heater warmed, the half-frozen man came alive. The revived vagrant seemed to want to impress his rescuer. He announced that he was Howard Hughes. Melvin Dummar smiled at the man's improbable pronouncement. How could this unkept bum be Howard Hughes? Dummar drove on feeling sympathy for the hobo beside him.When Hughes died, there was the startling discovery: the Bashful Billionaire had written Melvin Dummar, the Mormon Church, and several other unlikely characters into his will before his death. According to the handwritten will, Dummar was an heir to one sixteenth of the vast Hughes fortune.A trial to decide the authenticity of the will turned into a media circus - the likes of which this country had never seen before. By the time the judicial fog had lifted, Melvin Dummar, the Good Samaritan in this story, was left broke, his reputation tarnished.Thirty-eight years later, a 26-year veteran of the FBI revisits the cold case. He takes readers along on an exciting, real-life investigation where new evidence is unearthed and new witnesses uncovered.Gary Magnesen proves Dummar told the truth, and that he was robbed of $150 million dollars in a probate trial that was wrought with perjury, witness intimidation, jury tampering, and other wrongdoing. Read Less