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mister speaker//hs
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Ongoing, First published Apr 09, 2020
"Mr. Speaker, we need to go. Now."  Martin says, I can see the fear in his eyes even though he isn't supposed to show it. 
I stand frozen, but my mind is racing. My service detail is buzzing around me, but I feel like they are moving in slow motion. Martin grabs files off of my desk and tugs my arm. 
"We have to go." He says quietly, but urgently in my ear. 
I struggle to make a coherent thought, my mind is fixed on one thing. One person. 
"Heidi. I'm not going anywhere without Heidi." I mutter words for the first time in the last 10 minutes. 
"We will find her sir, but we have to get you out of here." He assures me. 
I'm rushed out of the office and into the suburban parked out back. 
Within seconds of shoving me into the back seat we are speeding down side streets towards the safe house. 
The ringing of Martin's phone breaks the silence in the car. 
"This is Agent Martin," he answers. There is a voice on the other end that I can't make out. "Okay, yes I will tell him." He ends the call and turns to me, his face pale in shock.
He clears his throat, "Sir, as of now, you are the acting President of the United States. The justice will be at the White House to swear you in. There will be a.."
He continues to talk, but I can't hear him. Maybe I've chosen not to listen. President? Oh god, I don't want this. I swallow the lump in my throat. 

What the hell is happening? 

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