“Mr Vice President, how can I help you this evening?” asked the President, irritation evident in his voice.
“I received a rather alarming telephone call about a half hour ago from a young man. That same young man I met two weeks ago at his father’s funeral,” he replied pointing at Tom. He continued.
“I believe he has done some digging and uncovered some rather startling information which he believed I ought to hear.”
Donald was now staring at Tom, realising what this all meant and mumbled under his breath. “Bloody hell!”
Beaumont stepped forward and was about to open his mouth when the Vice President raised his hand to stop him. He indicated to Tom to speak which he did and explained everything they had uncovered. The Vice President then asked him to dial the number on the phone, he did and the President’s secret mobile rang.
Saki made it to the lodge where they were holding Rachel and Lela. He could already see the Delta men were ready to shoot. Their main target appeared to be Lela. He needed Lela to move out of the line of fire before they attacked. He sent her a text telling her to nod three times and then dive to her right taking Rachel with her. He readied his men and told them about the three nod signal. He saw Lela read the text. She nodded three times and dived down to her right, grabbing Rachel and throwing her into the legs of one the Delta men. As he stumbled from the attack, Lela was already delivering a blow to his head which rendered him unconscious. Saki and his men had moved exactly at the same time as Lela, dealing with all but one of the men who managed to raise his weapon. However, Lela had spotted him in the corner of her eye and delivered a high kick to his gun an instant before breaking his jaw with a punch.
Saki had everyone safe except for Tom and Donald. He left with five of his men and made his way to the President’s office in the adjoining lodge.
“If you don’t mind, Mr Kennedy, I think it’s best if you and Tom wait outside,” said the Vice President after listening to Tom.
“I don’t think so. Just everybody wait here,” said the President who was now fed up with proceedings. “Beaumont, get the Delta team in here.”
Beaumont picked up the phone and buzzed Williams.
“Hello?” the phone answered.
“Williams get ten of your men to the President’s office now,” commanded Beaumont.
“Williams is gone, all your men are gone and if you lay one finger on the Kennedys you’ll wish for the rest of your life that I’d killed you,” answered Saki, who had taken the Colonel’s phone.
The Vice President saw the look on Beaumont’s face and said, “Mr Kennedy, please take Tom and wait outside. The Secret Service agents will look after you. I have a President to arrest.”
Donald and Tom made their way outside. Less than a minute later, they heard a shout from inside the office.
“Agents!!!”
Donald and Tom watched as three agents ran into the office.
The next thing they heard were three shots.
Chapter 95
As the Kennedys left the room, the President began to blame everything on Beaumont. He almost started to cry as he realised his life was over. The tears however had instantly disappeared when the Vice President had pulled a silenced pistol from his pocket and aimed it at him.
“W-w-w-what?” stammered the President before the Vice President shot him in the centre of his forehead. The Vice President then looked at Beaumont who wet himself fearing he was next. However, instead of shooting him he threw the gun to him, which Beaumont instinctively caught.
As he threw the gun, he shouted “AGENTS!!!!!”
As Beaumont’s hand closed around the weapon, three Agents ran in, saw Beaumont with the gun and shot him without hesitation.
The Vice President walked across to Beaumont as the agents checked on the President. He bent down, took hold of Beaumont’s hand which still held the gun and put Beaumont’s finger on the trigger forcing the dead fingers to fire another silenced round out of the open door, coughing loudly to cover the noise.
Beaumont was still alive and choking on his own blood. The agents realising that the President was dead, immediately ran over to check on the Vice President who automatically became the new President. Beaumont heard them address the new President. He desperately wanted to tell the men he hadn’t done it. He was no presidential assassin, his family would be shamed for eternity.
“Mr President…” he managed, the new President covered his mouth to stop him from saying any more. He leaned closer and, as he covered Beaumont’s mouth to assist his choking, he whispered.
“No Beaumont, it’s Mr Chairman to you.”
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