Mayhem ahead

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Barbie's POV

I glanced around looking for ways to get the three of us out of this situation

"Come on! Let's go! Let's go!" I shouted to Cassandra and Patricia.

The three of us ducked back from the railing right as the agents glanced our way. It seemed like we had been quick enough to avoid them, though I didn’t know for sure. At the very least, they were now blocking the main exit.

"Looks like we’re not getting out the easy way," Cassandra said with a sigh.

She continued past the stairs and around the mezzanine, sticking close to the wall so that the agents belowcouldn’t see us.

Three started coming up anyhow, heading for the Hope Diamond. One stayed down by the entrance.

"Who do you think they are?" Patricia asked. "Secret Service? CIA? FBI?"

"It could be any of them," I replied, "Dang it! I should have known they were going to stage everything to make it look like that you're the culprit!"

I was frustrated to say the least. Whoever was behind this, they were good at this.

We ran of to the mezzanine and into the hall with the butterfly pavilion. It was an enormous, cocoonlike structure inside of which hundreds of butterflies and moths flitted around an indoor rain forest.

Behind us, on the far side of the rotunda, the three government agents emerged onto the mezzanine.

Two entered the gems and minerals exhibit, while the other posted himself at the railing and cased the rotunda.

"Do you think Gama sent agents here, too?" Cassandra asked.

I thought about the possibility for a moment and sighed.
"If they're behind all this, I don't see why not," I glanced at Patricia and Cassandra, "If our government could figure out we’re here, then Gama certainly could too. And their agents are going to blend in a lot better than ours
will."

"Well then I hope we can fight them off," Patricia sighed.

"Why?" I asked curiously.

"Because whoever these are, they want me dead. They tried to kill me on the Arlington Bridge yesterday," Patricia replied.

Cassandra let out an irritated growl as I laughed.

"That wasn't Gama! That was me! And I wasn’t trying to kill you. I had to do something to get you free. If I wanted to kill you, there were better ways to do it," Cassandra huffed in annoyance.

"So you opened fire on an entire convoy of Secret Service agents?" Patricia asked in disbelief and then she turned her attention back to me, "And you knew about this and allowed it?"

"I kinda asked her to do it," I replied with a chuckle, "It wasn’t like I had a whole lot of options."

And then we ran through the invertebrate zoo, where display cases were filled with an array of the world’s biggest, slimiest, and most revolting insects.

"We had to act fast. If they’d gotten you to the Pentagon and locked you up there, it would have been almost impossible for us to free you," I finished explaining.

"Almost impossible?" Patricia scoffed, "Also I don't think Auntie Zoe would like that one bit."

"Nothing’s completely impossible. But some things are awfully close. So I improvised. Lucky for you, I was keeping an eye on you again at the White House yesterday when the bomb went off," Cassandra smirked.

"Wait....but I didn't see you there," Patricia said surprised.

"Because I didn’t want you to see me. You know how my mother would react if I get in trouble," Cassandra sighed then she cut through a demonstration where a
museum employee was removing insects from Tupperware containers and showing them to a crowd of riveted children, "After the explosion, I saw the Secret Service drag you out and figured they were taking you to the Pentagon. So I grabbed my motorcycle and raced over to the construction site and told Barbie of everything that had happened and she asked me to free you quickly before they get you to the Pentagon."

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