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Turning to the FBI agent, Gia snidely raised one eyebrow. “See.”
Max almost jumped out of his skin when his cell rang. Sebastian again. “What’s wrong?”
“You need to get out of there now!” Bash screamed. “I mean right now!”
He heard Morgan in the background say, “Give me the phone, Bash. Take a breath.”
“Max?” It was Morgan.
“What’s happening?” Max whisper-shouted into the phone. Agent Perez’s head swung toward Max, his hand instinctive resting on the gun.
“Bash is right. You need to get someplace safe. Are you still in the post office?” The strain in her voice was palpable.
“We’re in line at the counter. What’s going on?”
Agent Perez craned his head toward Max to hear the conversation.
“We were looking for a place to park near the post office when we passed a black sedan with New York license plates with two men inside. After we parked, we casually walked past the car. The two men had bullet holes in their heads. We’re thinking they might be Enzo’s men. Suits. Looks like guns under their jackets. As soon as we got clear, we spotted one of Sam’s SUV’s. We’re with two of his men, Flip and Riley.”
“Which means the Dragon Fire guys are probably on top of us. Looks like Asa Kline double-crossed Enzo. Did you see any motorcycles?” Max asked, while Agent Perez tried to grab Max’s cell phone.
“Just a damn minute,” he huffed to the agent. “Not you, Morgan.”
“It’s too cold for bikes, and the engines would announce their arrival from blocks away. I’m betting they rented a car. Maybe you should find a back door.” She hung up.
“Tell me!” Agent Perez demanded.
“Morgan and Sebastian are here. They found a black sedan with two dead men with bullets in their skulls. Obviously, this isn’t as easy-peasy as you were led to believe. The Dragon Fire are here somewhere. We need to get the hell out the backdoor unless you want to hand them the ledger and pick bullets out of your teeth.”
The clerk walked back to the counter carrying a brown wrapped package. “Here you go, Ms. Martin.”
The second it was in Gia’s hand, the agent snatched it from her and stuffed it inside his coat. He reached into his jacket and pulled out his FBI shield, and flashed it at the clerk.
“We need a back way out of here before someone gets hurt.”
The woman’s eyes widened, color draining from her face. “Oh my. I…I…” She couldn’t speak.
Max pointed to a door at the end of the counter. “If you can let us in that door, all you’ll have to do is lead us out the back.”
“It…it’s our loading dock,” she said. “It requires a code to get out. I can’t give you that. I’ll get fired.”
“Just open the door…” the irritated agent barked.
“Don’t worry. You won’t get in trouble. This man is a federal agent,” Max explained. “You can put in the code yourself.”
Gia pulled on Max’s sleeve and pointed to the door where two large, bearded men in jeans and leather jackets pushed through the doors.”
Max nudged the agent and nodded his head toward the door.
“Well, damn,” Agent Perez said under his breath. “Get to the door before they spot us. I hope to hell they didn’t see Miranda sitting in the car. She’s not a field agent.”
Max did an inward sigh of relief when they made it through the door without being seen. The clerk motioned them back toward the counters, where they would be visible from the lobby.
“Isn’t there another way to get to the loading dock without us being seen?” the agent asked.
“I’m afraid not.” She pointed down the hall in the opposite direction. “The offices and breakroom are down that way.”
“Well, hell,” Max said, exasperated.
