Shadow Conspiracy Page #6

Here you go.

And this?

Mm-hm.

What happened?

I didn't make it to Conrad.

Oh. God. He just went in.

A minute to go.

I've got to get inside.

I've got an idea.

Good luck. Bishop.

Amanda! Wait!

Sh*t!

What? Hey! Wait!

(SECURITY GATE BEEPS)

Bring her down!

I need to see the President.

He's my father. the President!

He's my real father!

Call it off.

I can't. It's too late.

It's out of my hands.

It's a fait accompli.

Stay out of it. Bobby.

You'll get yourself killed.

What did you do it for?

What was in it for you?

Not for me. for Christsakes.

Not for me. For this country.

For everybody in it. For you.

For that stupid journalist

friend of yours.

Bullshit!

Saxon's a patsy.

You're gonna be running

the country. right?

Somebody has to run it.

that's for sure.

Somebody is. The President.

He's a madman. Bobby.

There are still a few people

that voted for him. remember?

Because they fell for

your f***ing sound bites.

(PRESIDENTIAL MUSIC)

You said that I'd never believe

in anything enough to go down for it.

You were wrong.

Bobby.

You were wrong!

Bobby. Bobby.

Oh. God.

Get down! Get down!

Thanks. Bobby.

You alright?

(Woman screams)

Look out!

(GUNSHOTS)

Get him out of here. Come on.

Let's get him out of here.

Move it. Come on. Move.

Move. everybody.

An inside source tells me Bobby

Bishop turned down Chief of Staff

to head the President's

new jobs program.

Really?

Yeah.

Is the source reliable?

Hmm...

We'll see.

Come on. I'll buy you a Popsicle.

Is the star reporter offering

a bribe to one of her best sources?

(Giggles)

Oh. you know something. Bishop?

I may just be starting to like you.

Again?

( DISTORTED SATELLITE SIGNALS)

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