The scenery of dilapidated junk yards and auto body shops began to thin. Jimmy Boy’s fear level was off the charts when the Toyota came to a stop. They were on a street completely devoid of people, vehicles, and buildings. Both sides of the unpaved dirt road were lined by weeds that were at least four feet high. Jimmy Boy gulped as he scanned the surrounding landscape. It did not take a genius to realize this was the perfect location to dump a body. Jimmy Boy could feel the perspiration building on his forehead. Waheed removed a piece of paper folded several times from his shirt pocket and handed it to Jimmy Boy.
“Here brother—I have something I want you to see.”
Jimmy Boy began unfolding the paper. It was a picture of some kind, and the first thing he recognized was the figure of a base
