A Cop's Duty

Chapter 19

"Then let's-"

My sentence was cut off by the sound of missiles and the shaking of the white house.

"I thought they were only attacking the president," I managed to shout over the ruckus.

"Maybe they're after us?" Kenny suggested.          

"Possible, but I think they think we're dead."

Kenny just shrugged his shoulders. His phone started buzzing again.

"It's Heather. She says that the three of them are fine, but the hallway behind and in front of them collapsed. They're trapped."

"Tell her that we're fine and that we'll help them soon."

Kenny quickly typed the message back to Heather before slipping his phone back into his pocket. The sound of the explosions grew louder and we couldn't hear each other anymore. That's when I remembered the door I had seen earlier. I pointed to it and mouthed "let's go" to Kenny.

We ran to the door and found it locked. I, with my amazing lock-picking skills and all, got us through quickly. The room was definitely the office of the president. I walked over to the chair where the president would meet his fate.

"Well, this is it. This is the death chair."

I cautiously turned the chair over to look for the bomb. It took me a good 5 minutes to find it. I must say it was well hidden. They stuck it on the underside of the leg. It was tiny and red with RHW written on the side of it.

"Now how do I get this off?" I muttered.

"Uh James, I don't mean to pressure you, but we got 5 minutes left."

Panic went through me. What if we didn’t make it in time?

The bomb wasn't taped, or screwed on. It was stuck on by some sort of glue thing. The glue thing refused to budge.

"Kenny, help me pull this off."

We both pulled and tugged, but we couldn't get it off. I tried sticking my I.D. under it to see if I could lift it up, but it didn't work. Kenny glanced down nervously at his watch.

"Only two minutes left James."

Then a thought occurred to me.

"How does Semaj know that the president would blow up at 12 A.M.? What would the president be doing in his office at midnight?"

"Yeah, you're right!" Kenny exclaimed.

Then his face fell slightly.

"But what if the bomb is supposed to blow off in a huge direction like towards the president's bedroom?"

I shook my head.

"Semaj said that they would press the button when the president went to sit."

"But is Semaj reliable?"

I'm really glad that Kenny had some logic.

"No, I guess you're right. So what do we do?"

"Well since we only have 42 seconds left I suggest we throw it out the window."

We lifted the chair and just as we were about to throw it, Jimmy and Semaj ran into the room.

"Put it down now," Semaj growled pointing a gun at us.

Before anyone could do anything, Greg and two other men ran into the room with Heather, Billy, and Jack following them.

"These guys heard us yelling and saved us," Heather explained quickly. "We told them everything that happened."

"Put the gun down sir," Greg commanded while pointing his own gun at Semaj.

"Fat chance," he spat back.

Greg walked up to Semaj and punched him in the face. The two men got in a fist fight, which Jimmy soon joined, and Greg's "friends" turned out to be two of the undercover RHW members that Semaj had been talking about. They decided to fight Heather.

"What do we do?" Kenny whispered.

"How much time do we have?"

Kenny frowned when he looked at his watch.

"It was supposed to blow up 32 seconds ago."

"Okay, put the chair in the corner of the room. We'll dispose of it later. I'll help Greg you help Heather and the boys."

Kenny did as I told him to and we were soon in on the action. Greg and I overpowered Semaj. I winced as Greg punched Jimmy in the face.

“Watch it that’s my son!”

Kenny and Heather were not as lucky as us.

Kenny's eye was black and Heather had scratches across her face. Billy and Jack had been sent to the other side of the room away from danger. Greg and I left Semaj and Jimmy on the floor to go help.

The four of us got bruised and battered. We struggled at first, but soon we were winning. We had just about finished the fight when there was a gunshot. I turned around to see Semaj standing still behind me, a knife raised above his head. His eyes were wide with shock and terror as he slowly fell backward.

Billy stood alone with the gun.