Stepping into the autopsy room, Steve called, "Max?" as he looked around for the medical examiner. His behest was answered quickly as Max stepped out of the supply room, his arms full of gloves, masks and other assorted medical equipment, including a blood pressure monitor and a stethoscope.

"Max?" Steve frowned as he stared at the smaller man who was dressed in a trench coat with the collar turned up, despite being in a comfortably cooled air-conditioned building, and wearing a pair of dark mirrored sunglasses.

Dropping the items onto the bench next to an old battered medical bag, Max looked up at his visitor, "Commander McGarrett, you're here." he said softly as he quickly walked around the bench towards the autopsy room doors.

"Max you said had information about where …"

Holding up his hand in a silent order to be silent, Max reached the autopsy door as it slid open and quickly poked his head out into the corridor and looked around. Satisfied that Steve had not been followed he straightened up and waited until the door slid closed before hitting the automatic lock. He turned and hurried back to where Steve was standing, watching him.

"Max?" Steve asked again, his frown deepening with Max's strange behavior.

"I had to make sure that you were not followed." Max said softly as he glanced towards the glass door again, reassuring himself that they were still alone before he looked back at Steve and whispered conspiratorially, "I have important information about Detective Williams's whereabouts. Information, that if anyone else were to find out could place him in great danger."

Steve's eyes opened wide as he stared at the smaller man, "Where? Is he alright? How did you find him?"

"I am currently hiding him at a 'safe' house that only I and the CIA doctor who is with him knows about." Max whispered as he turned and hurried back to the medical gear he had placed on the bench and quickly began to pack the medical equipment into the bag.

"The CIA doctor?"

Max nodded as he turned and hurried back into the supply room before emerging with several syringes and a couple of boxes of different gauges of needles and backed them in the bag, "He assisted Detective Williams's in his escape."

"He assisted Danny to escape to your 'safe' house?" Steve frowned, trying to follow Max's story.

"No, he brought Detective Williams here, looking for somewhere safe for them to hide." Max explained as he closed the bag, "He says if the other CIA agents find them, they will both be executed."

"So you took them to your safe house."

Max nodded as he grabbed the medical bag from the bench. "That is correct. The doctor was afraid that if he contacted you, that the CIA would have someone watching you."

"He is probably right." Steve breathed before he turned back and asked, "Max..."

"Can I take you to the 'safe' house the same way I took the doctor and Detective Williams?" Max finished Steve's question as he headed towards the door. "Of course, Commander McGarrett, now if you will just follow me."

Hitting the button to unlock the door, Max waited a moment for it to slide open as he raised his hand in the air in a silent signal for Steve to wait. He poked his head out into the corridor and looked around. Satisfied the corridor was still empty, he straightened up and pulled his trench coat tighter and re-positioned his sunglasses higher up on his nose before he turned and silently motioned for Steve to follow him down to where the coroner van was parked in the garage.

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Casting a quick glance over his shoulder at the glass entrance doors to the Five 0 office to reassure himself that he was still alone, Anderson return his attention back to the computer table and tapped the un-named audio file he had discovered in the history folder. He froze as the phone recording began to reverberate around the empty office. "Chin, it's…Danny, I'm…I'm in...trouble..."

"Danny! Are you alright? Where are you?"

"I…I don't know…I think I'm in some kind of an office…"

"Easy Danny, easy. I have a trace on the line, we are going to find you but I need you to look around and see there's anything that can tell us where you are."

"I…I can't…no…no time…. They're…. they're looking for me. I've got to try and get out of here."

"Who's looking for you?"

"They're coming, I… I can hear them. I... I have to go."

"Who's coming?"

"Shit! Shit!" he swore as he quickly stabbed the stop key on the computer table console. Staring at the table, so Williams had managed to contact McGarrett. "Shit!" he growled again as he slammed his fist onto the table. He froze as he remembered the phone call Steve had just received. Turning, he hurried out of the Five 0 office as he pulled his phone from his pocket, glancing at the keypad before he hit number two on the speed dial as he jogged down the internal stairs and headed out the palace. He waited a heartbeat before his call was answered before he ordered gruffly, "I want to know McGarrett's and the rest of his team's current locations, now!"