Chapter 24
The FBI office in Tampa where Gooding worked required me to go through numerous stages of security. Luckily, Xavier picked me up at Lou Ann and Alonzo’s after my call, and escorted me through the process. Following his orders, I had a bag packed with clothing for two or three days, which I left in his government sedan. After meeting two other agents, whose names I didn’t remember, I ended in a conference room with paperwork I had to fill out with someone who I assumed to be the agent in charge. Xavier sat to my right, while the older agent, who sported a short, buzz cut and salt and pepper hair sat across from me. A view of the Tampa channel framed his back.
One document authorized the federal government access to my driver’s license and other federal and state information. Xa
