Post 4

Otis opened the door to his apartment. It looked the same as it had when he arrived, other than a suitcase in the corner and the tan envelope on the coffe table. It was late, and Otis' feet ached. He walked all around town looking for some form a job. He found no success and felt like tomorrow would be better. It was late and he needed some sleep, even though it never comes easy for him. He picked up the envelope that sat on his coffee table and carried it to his bedroom. After laying down and pulling the covers over him, Otis opened the envelope. He pulled from inside two solid gold rings and a letter. On each of the rings were initials. They read G.C. and J.C. He smiled and placed the rings on his dresser. He then turned his attention to the letter. He slowly read the letter over and over again.
         
Dear Gerardo Cappelli,
Your work has been appreciated. We apologize for the recent unfortunate events. We are relocating you to the town, ********. Your new name is Otis Baumer. You moved to town from Washington D.C. Be sure to lay low and keep to yourself. We will be checking up on you every 2 weeks. Move on and you will be fine.
                                        Sincerely,
                                        John T. Harris
                                        President of the Witness Protection Program

Otis set the envelope and letter on the dresser and turned off the light. He began to drift off when he heard some loud noises coming from outside his window. Expecting it to be the strange old man again he got up. There was no one outside. Otis waited and then heard the noises again. They were coming from the abandoned building next door. It sounds like banging metal and gave him a headache. Otis got back in bed and waited for sleep to come. The noise stopped after a few hours. When it did Otis finally found some sleep.