"First thing I look at is the parts," Silas explained. "That 7.3L Powerstroke engine under the hood? It doesn’t need a title to run. I can pull that motor, the transmission, and the rear differential. There’s a guy three towns over with a perfectly titled truck and a blown engine. He’ll pay me three times what I’m paying you just for the 'organs' to keep his rig alive." 2. The "Off-Grid" Workhorses

The gravel crunched under the tires of Silas’s beat-up flatbed as he pulled into the driveway of a house that looked like it was being reclaimed by the woods. In the bed of his truck sat a heavy-duty winch and a stack of blank "Bill of Sale" forms.

Silas nodded, his eyes scanning the VIN plate through the dusty windshield. "People think the title is the soul of the truck, Leo. But the soul is in the iron. I’m the guy who buys the soul."

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The seller, a nervous kid named Leo, stood by a 1998 Ford F-250. The body was straight, but the paint was sun-bleached to the color of a bone.