The Roosevelt Room is empty until nine a.m., when the deputies from the cabinet are meeting. I know this place inside and out, know every room, every schedule, every agent on duty. I know how to take down an armed attacker within a three-foot kill zone, how to pull an unconscious man from a sinking car and swim him to shore. I can sling lead downrange into perfect bull’s-eyes every time I pick up a weapon. But I don’t know what the hell is going on now.
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