Because of the way the movies portray it, people assume that living as a fugitive means always looking over your shoulder, in constant fear of discovery. In the years that followed, I would have that experience only rarely. For the most part, once I’d established my new identity and solidified it with verifiable, government-issued ID, I felt secure. Just to be on the safe side, I always set up early-warning systems so I’d be tipped off if someone came looking for me. And if I noticed anyone getting close, I would take immediate action. But from the very start, I would be enjoying myself the vast majority of the time.