They stood at the door, both hesitant to enter. They peered into the busy barber shop.
"I have a bad feeling about this," Eames said. "Look at all those customers waiting. Shouldn't Bernie be out front?"
"I'll call for backup," Goren replied, immediately stepping away from the entrance.
"It's just that he made such a point of telling us-"
"No, you're right," he said, flipping open his cell phone.
Forty-five minutes later they stood amid the stockpile of weapons and ammunition in the barber shop's back room. Uniformed officers led Bernie and his partner out in handcuffs.
"Who knew he was the go-to guy for the Masuccis?" Eames said.
Goren pointed. "Your gut knew."
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