When he moved to Yuma, Arizona, Thomas Collier Jordan probably took comfort in knowing that Mexico was less than 10 miles away. If police came sniffing around, he could hightail it across the border. As he grew further into old age and death was in the rearview mirror, he probably took comfort in knowing that his black secrets would be buried with him under the sands of the Sonoran Desert. Whatever his twisted thoughts, the truth finally caught up with him.