Dead Line

U.S. Marshals usually move Witness Protection candidates far away from their last known place of residency. Pine Mountain is forty miles north from where we once lived. While on our honeymoon in Italy, Vinny and I debated where we should go. I insisted on hightailing to another state like Oregon - far away from North Carolina. Discussing the relocation, Vinny said his current alias would be enough to keep us under the Mafia's radar. Attending an agent only dinner party, the group had an intense rap session about an undercover who recently went into WP. Bob testified with Vinny in PA. Vinny's partner moved thousands of miles from his previous zip code. If you call Bob, he doesn't answer his phone. It's a dead line. A couple of days after Thanksgiving, my husband told me not to leave the cabin. Eating too much pumpkin pie, I had to shed the calories. Disregarding his warning and leaving my safe haven - what could possibly go wrong? This is a gated community. I pounded the pavement until - and then Vinny had a dead line.