"Thank you Agent. Always a pleasure when you folks are cooperative."
Handed him my fake business card that did have my real cell number on it. He'd no doubt throw it away but I handed it to him anyway. "If you think of anything else you'd like to share with America, give me a jingle."
With that I gave him my best fake smile and said, "Take care." I got into my car quickly and tried to go at a normal speed until I reached the road. Noticed that there was an abandoned farm a little ways down for the gas station. That'd serve me well to start there. I pulled into the grown over driveway and parked.
Went to my trunk and pulled out my gun and tucked it in the back of my pants. My usual knife wouldn't do in this case so I grabbed another and strapped it to my ankle. From there, I headed out on foot starting to make my way back as close as I could get to the gas station without being spot.