The Trump Chronicles-War is Trumping (Volume One)

Target 1

Trump had gotten off of a plane and was in a small city. The single terrorist was boarding onto a plane in two hours. Trump had sat by the entrance, and sipped on coffee and waited for anyone suspicious to walk through the door. He had looked at the copy of a picture he was given and waited for a match. After an hour, three minutes, and twenty four seconds the suspect came in with his bags pact and did not look suspicious at all. Trump had gotten up and pretended to trip over his own feet and spill his hot, burning coffee all over the terrorists chest. The terrorist automatically reached for his chest and pulled a pin and a beeping began to ring. Trump had bear crawled away as fast as he could, as civilians scurried around trying to escape. 4 beeps had rang out already, and trump was only ten feet away from the terrorist. 5th beep, and an explosion had blown, sending Trump and civilians flying. Trump hit a wall, and collapsed to the ground. The picture was in front of Trump, with blood on it. "Blew himself up," Trump said to Agent Smith. Agent Smith began to scream. "Alerts have already been sent out to the other terrorists. Your time is now lowered. There gonna start carrying there jobs out, meaning everyone, thousands, of people at the locations will die. GET TO THE NEXT TARGET NOW! I do not blame this on you, but I am worried about the fate of this war," Agent Smith replied and hung up