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ATTENTION;

I have changed the actor of Amber Blackthorn from Lily Collins to Nina Dobrev. I REPEAT NINA DOBREV.

(I hope you don't mind. I just thought Lily Collins is so overused and I adore Nina Dobrev)

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Harry smiles at me when our eyes meet from across the room. I was sitting on my bed, back against the wall and so was he. We were silent, maybe the occasional conversation but they never lasted. Our next shift was due in a couple of minutes, and we had nothing better to do.

I stood up, and started to collect my gear. Harry copied, grabbing his jacket and gun.

"Excited?" He asked me, a cheesy grin on his face.

"For what." I reply bluntly with an eyebrow raised.

"Our shift together." he told me and I paused. I had almost forgotten that we had a joint patrol today.

"Definitely. can't you see?" I pointed to my face sarcastically.

"Omg Amber you're gaining a sense of humour." He says in a squeaky voice, waving his hands around. I roll my eyes and we walk out of our room.

We start off in section D, walking down the hallways we had become familiar with. It wasn't long before a piercing scream echoed throughout the hallway.

I froze, the scream flooding through my ears. I turned to Harry, and he nodded in the direction of the noise. We crept towards the noise stealthy, just incase there was a person responsible for the scream. As we approached another turn, we heard a number of footsteps and muffled talking. Harry and I sprinted round the corner, guns raised. But it was empty.

Until we glanced to the floor. I let out a loud gasp, and I heard Harry suck in his breath. On the floor was a mangled mess of body and blood. The person's stomach was torn open and the chest was the same, not an ounce left untouched. But next to the body was a folded piece of paper blotched with crimson blood.

I knelt next to the body and picked it up. I carefully opened careful not to rip it. On the bloodied paper was clear writing in black pen. 'There is no length we will stop at, to find it. Your never as smart as you think' I struggled to find meaning from the writing. When I looked up, I saw that Harry had gone off in search of the attackers.

"What does it say?" I hear a familiar voice and turn to see Harry standing behind me.

"Here, try to see what it means." I hand him the note and he reads it. His brow furrowed.

"It's obviously meant for a specific person." He observed, and handed the note back to me. "We have to get this back to the forensic examination office. they'll work on it while we can track down the attackers."

I nod, standing as I recall reading ale thing from the information. "The Whitehouse opens to the public again tomorrow." Harry purses his lips. "Will it be safe?" I ask him and he pauses with thought.

"We'll call for backup. But we will have to be on the President and his family. That's our main priority." Harry answers me and I nod.

"I'll stay while you alert the others. Most guards aren't on duty until opening day so I highly doubt anyone will come across this body. It is a huge place." I tell Harry and he smiles.

"Aren't you glad we're partners. We work so well together." he grins at me and I roll my eyes with a small smile.

"Oh please." I reply, and he smirks once more before heading off.

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Harry and I sit opposite Obama in his office. Everything had been taken care of. The body and been photographed and kept for evidence, the note had been photocopied and stored for later evidence.

"The body hasn't been identified yet, but there are suspicions that it is one of your butlers." I tell him calmly, "I'm sorry."

Obama sighs and looks at me with a small smile, "You have done well. There is no need for your apology." He pauses before continuing, "What did the note say?"

"There is no length we will stop at, to find it. Your never as smart as you think." I repeated from memory. Obama's lips pursed.

"Sir is there anything you may know that can relate to this note?" Harry speaks, "Anything will help up protect you and your family."

Obama lets out another long sigh before speaking. "I have a room in the tunnels situated beneath the White House."

"Wait." I said, confused, "What tunnels?"

"There were tunnels made while John Kennedy was president. They were for his safety. He knew he was to be assassinated." Obama explains and I nod along with Harry. "Anyway, I have a room below and it contains the greatest secrets of America. It contains the exact things that you would want if you wanted to tear down the government. They could not be destroyed as they were too important but they were also too dangerous to be without security."

"Where is the key or security to this room?" Harry asked and Obama taps his fingers on the desk.

"There is both a key and a code. I have placed keys of the code around the whole Whitehouse, and that is not under your authority to know where, but the key was difficult." He grimaced. "I am not proud of it, but one of my faithful servers volunteered to go though with my gruesome plan."

"What was it." I ask

"I had in place, a plan for complete security of the key. Because of your important role, you are allowed to hear this, but if another word of this slips out, you'll be dead in an instant." He warns us but we nod. "We had the key cut into three parts." He paused, but continued reluctantly, "We then had each part of the key surgically placed into three people."

I gasped. "But sir, isn't that a bit over the top? Please disregard my rude."

"I was younger and drastic. I didn't want any risks." He sighed. "But now I have placed lives in danger."

I was about to ask how this relates to the body when it finally sunk in. They ripped apart the body to look for a piece of the key. My mouth dropped with realisation. They wouldn't stop.

"But not all of the keys were placed in staff. A woman was having surgery at that time of year. The surgeon agreed to place it somewhere safe inside her flesh. She never knew. She is still clueless." Obama spills and I bite my lip.

"We can send out tracking operatives to search for the attackers. And meanwhile we will be doing extra watches. Thank you for the information." Harry says and stands. I stand as well. Obama looks as if he is about to say something, but stops himself and waves us away.

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Sorrrrrrryyyyyyy for the long wait but updates won't be so frequent. I have so much to do and yeah..

Have I rushed too much? Was this chapter too rushed? Idk If I'm jumping into things. I just want there to be more action. :)

Anyway, thanks for all your support!!! I looked on 'create' and saw over 500 reads!!! I WAS SO HAPPY.

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