I’m liking this more relaxed side of Max, although he does seem to still be on high alert. And even though the smiles are mostly hidden and held at bay, he is getting there.
We chatted generally all the way to the garage, which is quite a hike now. I’m ready to sit down when we get there. But as soon as we step in the door, Car Max whisper yells, "Get her in the office now," and the sirens start instantly like the other day.
I don’t have time to process anything when Hulk Max picks me up, fireman style, and sprints into the office. He locks the door and tells me to get under the desk. "No matter what happens, you need to do exactly what I say. Have you ever shot a gun before?" he whispers while handing me some type of handgun.
"Only a shotgun when rabbit shooting, but that was a long ti
