Chapter Twenty-Eight
Adrenaline and panic do funny things to your perception. The next sixty seconds of my life felt like they took a full hour to unfold.
The door to the conference room crashed open. I stepped inside, out of Manny's gun sights for a moment. Every eye in the room turned in my direction. Amir and Elmore were on their feet, fingering their gats. Miss Wanda stared, jaw gaping. Pedersen's security drew his weapon and leveled it at me.
"Mack? What the f**k!" Amir shouted. He knew me, and I was using that.
"He sold you out, Amir," I said. "Cops are down the hall. We have to go, like now."
Amir and his cousin turned with one mind toward Pedersen. The first thing they saw was the weapon his bodyguard had drawn. They both went for their guns.
It was Elmore who fired first. Th
