As the door crashed open, Agent Clark fired her Sig Sauer P226. Senator Baker dived to the ground as the bullet ripped through the air, towards him. The bullet didn’t deviate from its trajectory and hit its target dead center. The Senator’s dive was in vain. The bullet striking Agent Travis’s outstretched gun as was always intended.
“Nobody move a muscle!” screamed Agent Clark over Travis’ cries of pain.
The two officers behind Travis stopped in their tracks. Clark had them cold. Neither cared to take her on, particularly when her gun was already drawn and theirs remained in their holsters.
“Travis, step aside,” she demanded, before motioning to the other officers. “You two, take your weapons out, butt first, and drop them. Then move over there.”
“What the hell are you doing Clark?” managed Travis through gritted teeth, the pain in his hand intense.
“Protecting the Senator, Travis.”
“By shooting me?” he shouted.
“Don’t be such a pussy, I shot your gun.”
She turned to the other officers who were dropping their guns. “Now move over there. Senator, would you mind picking up the guns, please.”
“Clark, have you gone insane? We’re on your side!” argued Travis, moving over to stand next to the other agents.
“Not according to the Senator,” replied Clark.
Travis turned towards the Senator questioningly.
“Don’t come the innocent with me, Son,” said Senator Baker angrily as he bent over to retrieve the guns.
“I haven’t got the faintest idea what the hell you’re talking about.”
“You were sent here to kill me,” replied the Senator.
The two officers, on hearing the Senator’s revelation, pounced. The first dived towards the Senator and the two guns.
Clark didn’t miss a beat. She drilled the diving officer through his outstretched hand, rendering it useless. The second officer paused, caught in two minds, but his hand was played. They knew he was there for duties unbecoming of an officer of the US Capitol Police Force. With Travis and the diving officer clutching their hands in agony, Clark was struggling to cover all three. She glanced at the Senator who had managed to evade the diving officer but he offered her no more suggestion than a half-hearted shrug. With her eyes averted, the second officer made his move, launching himself towards Clark.
Clark, however, was not where she was because of stupidity. She had sensed the officer was going to make his move. Her glance towards the Senator was her ‘come on’. As soon as the officer had flinched, the bullet was already heading towards his kneecap.
With Travis and the two officers writhing around in agony, Clark grabbed the Senator’s elbow and rushed him out of the room. Her first duty was to protect the Senator. Her second and more pressing duty was to find out exactly what the hell was going on.