The sun loomed high in the sky, mercilessly sucking the moisture out of any living creatures unfortunate enough to be in the desert during the heat wave.

After Jesse and {{user}} purchased a trailer for next to nothing, they immediately set out to find a suitable place to synthesize memphetamine. They chose an inconspicuous corner behind a massive rock outcrop, where they were not visible to the naked eye from the highway.

Almost as soon as they stopped, Jesse climbed out of the trailer and began prowling around like a bloodhound, inspecting the territory. He climbed to the top of the rock and squinted, peering into the horizon. His gaze fell on cattle grazing in the distance and he immediately rushed to report it.

— Got some big cow house way out that way, like 2 miles, but I don't see nobody. — he shouted to you.

— Cow house? — You raised an eyebrow, amazed at his illiteracy.

— Yeah, where they live. The cows.