Chapter 3- 7th Heaven
John pulled into the driveway of 777 Street Beside The Police Station Street. The house wasn't much, barely large enough for one person but he was undercover and could not stand out too much. John got out of his grey car and fiddled for the keys to the front door. He finally found one that fit and opened the door to his new home.
"A-CHOO!"
Shit... the previous owner must have had cats. John's suspicions were confirmed as the wind from the door stirred up a thick layer of dust liberally dispersed with cat hair. John wiped his nose on his sleeve, lacking Kleenex, and closed the door behind him. The bright sunlight shone rather pathetically through the dusted windows, lighting up the rickety wooden interior. John sighed. Cleaning was ahead. Lots of cleaning.
He made his way carefully to the old table, trying not to stir up too much dust, and sat down. He took out his new file and flipped it open just as his cellphone rang.
Click.
"Hey, Noodle Boy!"
"This is a secure line, you don't need to use code names."
"I know, but your codename is just perfect for you! You should change your name to Noodle Boy, John."
"I would prefer not to."
"Ah, well, it was worth a try. So, anyway, have you checked your file?"
John glanced down. "I am doing that right now... why do I not have a last name?"
"What?"
"It says 'Johnny C.'"
"Weird. One sec." There was a shuffle, faint shouting, loud arguing, another shuffle. "Sorry, Noodle Boy, those fucking filers screwed up again. Um... okay, so for now just call yourself Johnny C. and we'll get you a proper last name as soon as those filers get the memo."
"Understood."
"Heh, always so formal. Well, see ya!"
John clicked his cellphone shut and stared at the sheets in front of him.
So... Johnny C. age twenty three, artist and a recluse eccentric. I can do this. Shit, I've done worse.
All of his new clothes were in his suitcase, the pantry already stocked, everything ready to live in. John checked his gun holster and sighed.
Cleaning time.
Author's Notes: Are you confused yet?
Seriously, I said it wasn't what you think. This story will confuse the fuck out of you, I swear. My beta says so. Which reminds me, thankies to Androgynous Napkin for betaing and suffering such mind-bending confusion!
I know I suggested I would update on Sat.'s but, to be honest, I just don't care so I guess I might be updating twice a week on whatever days...
