When you're sitting next to a blonde ladykiller and you've got a dead body in the trunk and you're violating your parole big-time, there's only one way to go, hombre: south of the border. But you can't sit in a cheap Mexican resort slamming tequila and watching Chinese tourists square dance all night long. You've got to deliver that body to the one shady man who can hide it forever. Problem is, it looks like the garbage man is sizing you up for a grave of your own! If you thought Cody Pomeray tripped into his own personal hell in the first three issues of EX-CON, you're not going to believe where he ends up next...