TOBYS POV
We are walking over to the conference table, when all of a sudden the Dominican Republic President falls to the ground. Everybody stares in shock before actually processing what just happened. I run over to the president and kneel down beside him.
"He was shot." I tell everybody. I hear a few gasps and a man runs over to the president.
"This is Andrew Clay the doctor assigned to the president." Cabe informs me. I back away letting the man do his job.
"He was shot." Clay says.
"Yeah, I just said that, smart one." I respond, annoyed by his incompetence. I look over at Meghan, who rolls her eyes. The doctor and I help the president over to a bed at the end of the hall and place him gently on the bed. We leave the doctor with him, as he tries to find the bullet in his stomach. I walk out into the hall where everybody has their guns up to someone else. Meghan, Walt, Happy, Paige and Sylvester are in the corner watching, well Sylvester is hiding behind a chair. I run over to the other side to where they are standing.
"Don't shoot! We out number you." Cabe says holding up his gun so it's eye level with the man across from him.
"Actually you don't." Walter says walking out into the middle of the gun fight, cautiously.
"If this man here shoots he will hit that security guard over there, the bullet will ricochet off that pole and kill that man over there. When this man over here shoots, at the angle you are at, you will miss, the bullet will ricochet off that lamp and end up killing himself. When Cabe shoots it will kill the Mexican president. Equaling in an even amount of deaths on both parts." Walter instructs. The men put their guns down and take a seat at the conference table.
"I'll be right back." Meghan says walking down the hall to the room where the president is. Before we even have a chance to respond, she's already gone. She comes back twenty minutes later.
"They found the bullet." She informs us rolling the bullet in her fingers.
"That bullet was just inside of somebody and your touching it?" Sylvester asks, disgusted.
"Get over it. Let's go." Meghan says running out of the town hall.
"Nobody is leaving, until we find out who did this." A security guard demands guarding the doorway.
"Come on! We didn't shoot the president! We are the ones trying to find out who did!" Meghan shouts in response. The guard stands his ground. The entire team plops down, right to the ground, we just sit there and think about what to do. Suddenly Meghan jumps up.
"I have an idea." She whispers.
"What is it?" Happy and I ask in unison.
"Walt, get your green screen." Meghan says to Walter. Walter runs to a room in the front of the building, by the entrance, where the green screen is located. We all run after him.
"I'm not running." Meghan says walking (waddling) over to where we are.
"Ok, Walt crouch down over there with this camera and pretend to be taking picture. Toby project the image onto the main security camera, so the guards can see." Meghan instructs, throwing Walter the camera, which he catches, he crouches down and starts taking pictures. I run over to the computer and start projecting it on the security cameras. We can here one of the security guards shouting and then a lot of people running outside. This gives Walter, Paige and Happy just enough time to run outside. Sylvester, Meghan and I clean up the stuff before Cabe and everybody else comes back. We are just finishing when Cabe walks in.
"What were you thinking?!" He shouts. We all just stare at him, unsure of what to say.
"In the other room, now!" Cabe demands. We follow orders and walk into the other room and talk to Walter through an earpiece.
"Where are you?" I ask them.
"We're on the side of the road, trying to figure out how to get to the closest gun shop and Walter is bleeding." Paige tells us.
"Why?" Meghan asks from the wooden chair, where she is sitting.
"Happy punched him."
"Walter, what the hell did you do?" I ask him, confused.
"No, I did it on purpose. Wait, hold on a second..." Walter responds. We wait about ten minutes, then Walter comes back on the line.
"We got a FedEx truck."
"What the hell?" Meghan says, probably just as confused as I am. We decide not to ask questions and just go along with it.
"Where is the closest gun shop?" Happy asks us.
"How the hell should I know that?" I respond.
"Take three lefts and right, there should be one right there." Meghan tells them. Sly and I give her a confused look.
"Don't ask." She says, and we don't. We wait a while before hearing a response.
"Ok we're in the shop, we're by some large guns." Walter informs us.
"They're hunting guns." Happy corrects, I feel butterflies in my stomach when I hear her voice.
"Go left, you need the pistols, not the hunting guns, nor the firearms." Meghan says eyeing the bullet.
"Wait, why the hell are there firearms in a public gun shop?" Paige asks, confused.
"What happens in Puerto Rico, stays in Puerto Rico." Meghan responds.
"Fair enough." Paige replies, no questions asked.
"Ok we found the pistols. Now what?" Walter asks.
"Ok Happy, it's your turn, I don't know this shit." Meghan says.
"The bullets small, roundish, more oval, has a rigid line across the side..." Happy say, trailing off, I can tell she is deep in thought.
"This one!" I hear her shout, I can hear her pick up the gun and take it over to the counter.
"Do you have a gun license?" A man with a deep voice asks.
"Shit." Happy says, with the slightest bit of fear in her voice.
"Walt put me on speaker." Meghan says, I have no idea what she is going to do and quite frankly, I'm nervous.
"Hi it's Meghan Jacobs, you probably remember me from when I was younger, right Alejandro? These are my friends, you could look up my gun license through my email, if you'd like." Meghan explains, talking to the man.
"Oh hola Meghan! no he hablado con usted en años! I will sell you friends this gun." The man responds, in a much friendlier tone.
"Gracias mi amigo." Meghan replies, her accent is quite thick when she speaks in Spanish.
"You have an in with a gun dealer?" I ask Meg, curiously.
"I have an in with a lot of people." She responds, smirking.
AUTHORS NOTE:
Ok so, I tried to update this two days ago and Wattpad wouldn't let me and it's really pissing me off. I'm so sorry I couldn't update, blame Wattpad! Love you guys and I hope this chapter was worth the wait.
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