Ch 2: Back to the story

  "We need to ensure that the people are safe in this time of peril. We need to let our city's enemies know, that they do not have control of us, they cannot hurt us, and we will never fear them!"

  "You keep telling them that, bud," I mumbled. I knew he was talking about me. Of course, it doesn't help that I rigged his car with a bomb last week. Or fired on him leaving a crowded theater the week before that. Or placed anthrax in his mail the week before that. You know, I really didn't know what I was doing before this day. I guess it helped me get the setup I wanted, but the security was something I could have done without.

  Two S.W.A.T. teams, forty FBI agents and about twenty dozen police officers dispersed throughout the plaza your target is delivering his speech in is the exact opposite of what an assassin wants.

(will be continued, holding for now)