The moving trucks arrived at seven in the morning. They were not the unmarked vans we had used for previous relocations. These were branded. Hampstead Removals & Storage. The logos were printed in bold blue letters on the side of the vehicles. It was a deliberate choice. We were no longer moving in the shadows. We were moving in the open.
I stood on the porch of the safe house, holding a mug of coffee that had gone cold. The street was lined with the usual contingent of reporters. They had been there for weeks, camping out in shifts, sleeping in their cars, swapping shifts like factory workers. But today, they were more active. Cameras were raised. Notebooks were out. They knew what was happening. The foundation had issued a press release an hour prior. CEO Relocating to Permanent Residen
