Depending on how well a deal is negotiated, an informant can get absolved of all their crimes and be issued a new identity and relocated. And then the complexity of the situation sets in.    Being a member of organized crime or being connected to organized crime in a local neighborhood makes someone a king. They don't have to wait in line, they can double park, meals and groceries are on the arm. A wiseguy can do whatever the fuck he wants, say anything to anybody, and do anything to anybody. Not the case in the Witness Protection Program.    In the program and now living as Johnny Doe, you lose all those privileges and special treatment. You become an average nobody, you have to wait in line and be told to wait. To most mob guys it's a fate worse than death. Even making a bad situation worse, most mobsters lack the average education that normal people take for granted such as spelling, grammar, pronunciation which determines how others respect someone in the legitimate world. Making new acquaintances is difficult, instead of conversations of goomars, who owes who what, who's got a line on something and other mob socializing, the average 9 to 5er's life centers around the kids, the mortgage, car payment and shopping.    Most informants find life outside the life unbearable. For most mob informants, the allure and power was the best part. Without the "respect" they get from being in the mob, they are nobodies. Nicholas the Crow Caramandi once expressed his opinions: "Life in the program sucks. Nobody cares about you. They put me in an apartment and gave me a stipend, like $2,000 a month. I don't have a friend in the world. I don't know anybody. They tell me to go find a job. I'm sixty fucking years old, where the fuck am I gonna find a job? You become lifeless, a person without an identity. I'm this guy to these people and that guy to those people. I don't know who I am. It's awful. I have no fucking identity. My name was Nick Caramandi. Big fuckin' deal. Where's he at? He's fucking dead. Now I'm Big Joe today, Big Bill tomorrow. Always somebody different. But an asshole all the time."    However there were several like Phil Leonetti and George Fresolone who always knew there was more to life than their four block world and their desire to be normal far outweighed any mob allure and as a result, George Fresolone died an affluent pool cleaning company owner and Phil Leonetti boats that his son is in Medical school.    Sammy Gravano was perhaps the informant who received the best deal in history: admitted to 19 murders and sentenced to five years and allowed to keep most of his ill gotten gains. Gravano was relocated to Arizona and eventually became the largest dealer in ecstasy and virtually fucked up his entire life and that of his family.    Those were the stories of high profile mobsters who were powers in the mob and became powers outside of it. The same cannot be said for Steve Lenehan.    Steve Lenehan was relocated to Rio Rancho, New Mexico in 1994. He was issued a new identity was provided work. The years in Rio Rancho are as shady as his early days and they is very little information to go rely upon to tell any story of Lenehan's life there. What is known is that by 1998 he was making plans to relocate to Florida with the help of his father William Lenehan.    Steve hitting the streets of South Florida was uneventful, nothing like the Tommy Vercetti story of Grand Theft Auto: Vice City, although he would argue different. On the internet he would always claim he could run Tampa had he started there earlier. But in the early days it seemed, at least on paper, that Steve was making inroads to a legitimate life. His father with a good history of credit, applied for several funds to help support Steve and his wife in their new location which included a house as well as several apartment homes which they planned to rent out.    By the year 2000, William Lenehan had secured all the payments and on March 8th, 2000, he transferred the property to his son's wife. Together William Lenehan and Dawn Lenehan secured a future which had all the promise of a legitimate living in semi-retirement. But then Steve had to fuck it up!    Within a year, Steve Lenehan managed to get sued by Sunbelt Newspaper for faulty construction work which totaled $2664.38, Discover Bank won a notion that Steve be forced to pay back $2162.30 that he owed on his credit card and if that wasn't enough, began the long cycle of his violating construction code Ordinance 98-2, section 201.1, acting in the capacity of building contractor without a license, which he was issued a $500 dollar fine. Two months later when he failed to pay for it, he was taken to court and forced to pay an additional $500 in late fees.    The next year was no better, on October 25, 2001, Lenehan was charged with violating Florida statute 320021: failure to register his FBI issued Lincoln continental. He was also ordered to pay the amount of $4555.76 to the Columbia Brandon Regional Medical center. And it seems a dispute evolved between those renting the apartments Dawn was leasing and her husband Steve Lenehan. In 2002 the two took the renters to court and recovered 144 bucks.    It was chump change compared to what Steve Lenehan owed in large amounts to have of South Florida, so he decided to get back into the street business by loaning people a hundred bucks with a 50% vig, most of those loans were made to field workers and immigrants who would take the money and relocate leaving Lenehan the laughing stock of the bars and dives he frequented and shared with about his former days as what he called "a heavy hitter with the Mafia in NY and North Jersey."    The next few years was nothing but trouble for Steve Lenehan who was hauled in and out of court continuously for a variety of charges, among those were speeding on the Florida Turnpike, shoplifting, filing illegal liens (only licensed contractors are allowed those), and being notified that he owes money to this bank and money to that mortgage company.    In 2005 his house was to be audited for Lenehan's failure to pay $103,429,05 but family ties paid off and Lenehan was saved by his sister's husband, Theodore Leo Esquire, the New Jersey Attorney who came down to Florida and rescued his brother in law from the trailer park. But following that temporary success Lenehan was forced to be restitution for his multiple attempts to act as a contractor, which totaled $2,870, and was deemed to owe State Farm $19,805.41 and was forced to pay money back to yet another one of his contracting victims the sum of $1,285. NEXT