Becoming Eleanor
The agents looked perplexed. Even moving this witness was becoming dangerous. He had witnessed one of the biggest mob hits in years, and they were not stopping, tracking him down in three different states now. "Fuck me, it looks like a war zone!" one said surveying the damage to another safe house. Another agent stood watching the others keep watch on the man, it had been close. First time they had blown his car up, the next time he just avoided being shot in a hail of gunfire, two...