Anna grabbed the knife and cut the tape around her ankles. Tondelli gurgled on the floor holding his hands to his face. The door flew open and Agent Mayer bustled in holding some other guy in a headlock.
“Freddie - you promised to stay out of this!” he gasped.
“And I promised you some of the best advice you’ll ever get...”
Anna’s senses swam. Freddie? Did he say Freddie?
The guy was brushing himself off and had his back to her. Another agent rushed in and cuffed Tondelli. Then he calmly stowed the g*n and the knife in evidence bags. Anna stared at him in amazement.
“You had a bandana. You drive a Camaro...”
The agent smiled. Everything was becoming clear. The FBI had expected this. She had been under surveillance. Mayer’s indifference had been a front. But just who was the guy who ha
