Chief Joe paced with his head full of thoughts. For the past few minutes, he had not done anything that would point directly at any individual who would likely be involved in the chain of events that ensued the previous night. When he had assembled all the kitchen related staff, he specifically ordered those that were on duty during the hours of the previous night to remain while the others left. Now, they were all standing before him with their faces bent down. Could it be the guilt of their actions or they were just afraid? If it was guilt, there was possibly no way all of them would be involved in the incident. So , why were their faces all looking worked up? Probably, there was something they knew that he was yet to know. But what could that be? He was still in his thoughts when Chief Chris started approaching.
" Hey." Chief Chris spoke. " How is it going over here?"
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Agent Helen had her eyes traveling from one computer to the other. She needed answers to her questions. It was not really her question but that of the nation. The manager just stood beside her." This is what is going on currently within the perimeter that the explosion affected. " The manager said to her." I see. " She nodded. " But this is not what I need right now."" You said you wish to see the Center City. Isn't it?" The manager asked." Yes. But what I need right now is the clip from yesterday."" Yesterday's clip?"" You heard me well. The clip that can show me the entire area before
Media vans we're all over the place in front of the gate of the white house of the United States of America. The crowd that had come to protest had not gone. Rather, it was the opposite . Though they were not able to meet the demands of the chief of the United States Secret Service, they still refused to return to their homes as was said by chief Christopher Balor. Instead of returning home, their numbers just increased tremendously. More citizens were already joining the crowd. The media took over the opportunity to give every one of them the stage to speak their thoughts over the current situation of the country. It was obvious that their major displeasure stemmed from the fact that no one was willing to say anything meaningful about the situation. Their questions were not answered. The president had not shown himself since the events of the previous night. The vice president was also nowhere to be found. It was frustrating and getting the citizens
Agent Helen and the lady were still waiting for Kane to forward the details of Paul Cole. Many minutes had elapsed but nothing came yet. Was it that difficult to get the information? Who was Paul Cole really? She thought. Another thought crossed her mind. She remembered she was not just in Philadelphia for one reason. She had not come for only platinum hotels. There was another drive behind her move. She was there to track Mike. Fortunately for her, there would be no reason for her to track him. She smiled at this. At least, her work had been made easier for her. It would have been another circle of stress if she just began to search Center City because of one man. Though , it was not only one person she was there to get. There were two of them . Mike and whoever it is that was with him a couple of hours ago. Just then, she reasoned. Could it be what she thought? She wondered. What if the young man she had seen with Mike on the first floor was the per
" What do you have to say?" Steve asked Mike. " You have not said anything else against chief Christopher Balor. Does that mean he is no longer on your suspense list?"" You think he has been exempted, right? Why? Because he opened up to the public. Well, to me, that is not enough reason to say that he is free of every charge ."" You can keep that to yourself. Sometimes, I wonder why you act the way you do on a few occasions. "" So, what was the outcome of your wondering? Positive or negative. Which one is it?"" Why don't you want to accept everything the way they are? First, it was vice governor Wallace. "" That reminds me. About vice governor Wa
Rick was just seated staring at the computer screen. That was all he had been to do for a couple of years of his life. At some point , it became a very boring life for him. From morning till night on most days, he just spent almost all the hours sitting before a system and typing the appropriate commands. Life outside that was a rare one for him. Since the crisis started, he had barely had any time for himself. Just like he was seated now, so has he been seated for a while. If he was not there, no one else would take up his responsibility as much as he did them. Sometimes , he wondered what would happen to the United States Secret Service without that man called Rick. His role in the organization was not in any way questionable. He yawned . The thought of everything that had ensued came to him. For a second time in one morning, Captain Clinton had created a scene in public. It was not even noon yet. What was going to happen before the day came t
Alabama was indeed a great place for anyone to be. Agent Wills had not had anything to do with Alabama in the past. But he had heard wonderful stories about Alabama. Amongst all he heard about Alabama, the well pointed out ones were the hospitality that its people were said to show everyone, the beautiful gulf coast beach . One major point being the different varieties of foods it had been said to have. Agent Wills was not there for the tour. If not, he would love to go and have a little glimpse at the beautiful gulf coast beach. Or perhaps take out a good time to have a good breezy evening walk through the area. Agent Wills knew life had other things that could spice it up . But the nature of the job that he did had become a serious limiting factor to a certain level of excitement and fun-filled days he would have loved to create for himself. But being an agent was not an easy task. Not just that he was an agent but an agent for the almighty Federal
" Did you see that?" Mike asked Steve. " Did you hear them speak?"" Of course, I did. At least, I have not lost my hearing ability. "" We heard the gunshots. We witnessed everything that happened there. . How come they deny nothing really happened? Does that even make any sense?"" Well, that does not make any sense. But there is nothing we can do about it. Going public to say anything will only make matters worse for us. And you know what that means , right? We will have to get involved in a matter that we know nothing about. I joined the fight because of you . I wonder what you were really thinking when you started that fight."" Well, it is obvious I did not start any fight. You were there. I did not start it.
Kane was restless. Agent Helen was the reason behind his restlessness. Worry had occupied his head already. The transmission from Helen had not stopped yet. It had first started as a discussion. Not just a discussion but a sort of conflict of words with a supposed bad dude. Then, it changed from the talks to screams and violent noises coming in. Probably, it was a fight and nothing more. Now, it was no longer a fight . It appeared she was already inside a car. Had she been taken after the fight? Or was she leaving peacefully? The thoughts kept disturbing the peace inside the head of kane. He would have gotten over it already had it been that the transmissions were no longer flowing in. But here, the case was just the opposite. He had tried to call her attention earlier on . But all she could say to him was that it was not the right time to talk. When would it ever be the right to talk this out? His eyes were on the red dot. It kept on moving fast. Hel