And Roger Nelson and knew it.
“So, C.E. Mason is like me,” Roger said after a while. “However, this happened to be America where citizens have a legal right to own property and the government cannot confiscate such property without cause.”
“Yeah.”
“All your actions toward me in Kirksville and here in Maryland were designed to convince C.E. Mason you weren’t onto him,” Roger said.
“Right.”
Roger also learned that his chance encounter with Agent Powell in Mazatlán was anything but chance: the FBI agent was keeping tabs on C.E. Mason per instructions from his boss Charles Newman.
“Geez, it gets curiouser and curiouser.” Roger responded to this bit of additional data.
“This is news to you?! I thought you knew everything,” Agent Powell said.
“It’s complicated.”
“Well, are you going after C.E. Mason?” Agent Powell asked. …show more content…
Roger spied C.E. Mason was exiting the parking lot gate some distance away when Roger reached Agent Powell’s car, but C.E. Mason had not seen him get into the car and start the engine. This parking lot had a diagonal parking pattern for one-way traffic, with one-way traffic spikes, automated gates and tire spikes, which gave Roger a good line of sight of the gate. C.E. Mason soon melded into the heavy highway traffic.
The exit had an attendant. C.E. Mason waved to the attendant who recognized him and opened the gate. Roger reached the gate moments later. Of course, the attendant didn’t know who he was, but through the windshield he saw Agent Powell’s pass on the dashboard. The attendant stepped out of the booth to challenge Roger. Agent Powell, however, appeared at the booth just then and flashed his FBI badge. And he instructed the attendant to open the gate. The attendant returned to his booth and retracted the tire spikes. The gate opened and he waved Roger on