After my divorce---moved into a high rent apartment--As a factory rep left for appointments in distant cities at all hours. Noticed observed leaving and arriving by many blinds in other appartments moving. One Monday had a Houston appointment early, so left about 4AM. The day before we had a NRA Long Range Metallic Silhouette match which was shot with a T/C 14" Barrel With Leopold 6X Compact Scope. An old Black Leather Briefcase was converted Into A Pistol Case With Added Eggshell Foam. Forgot to Take It Inside after the Sunday Match. Returning About 5PM after The Houston appointment Picked up the pistol briefcase and started to the appartment. The woman stopped me and said "We have noticed that you have a nice new car, nice clothes, and VERY stange hours?" "What do you do?" I was wearing a black silk suit, red tie, and sunglasses. I put the pistol briefcase on the car hood and opened it. James Bond never had a more exotic looking pistol. She GASPED---"I am a hit man for the Mafia"!!!! From then on, until I bought a house, every blind in the complex would open anytime I went anywhere. Also--EVERYBODY addressed me as "SIR". Thought you would like this.