To Kill a President

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top.  He was currently on Elm Street, separated by a patch of grass and a small pool was Main Street and then separated by another patch of grass was Commerce Street.  Behind him was the triple underpass, as he turned towards it a train was passing.  He turned back towards the depository and he saw a man struggling towards him, he immediately recognized the figure as Bobby.
    He sprinted towards him and met him outside the depository.
    “Where is she Bobby?”
    Bobby was stunned, who the hell was this man?
    “How do you...” Bobby was interrupted by Faraday holding up the eagles head.
    “Who are you?”
    “No Bobby where is she?  Then we can talk.”
    Bobby had never found words hard to come by, but he was completely at a loss for them now.  He eventually managed.
    “I’ll take you to her, but she isn’t well.”
    “What?!”
    “Well she just got here dripping wet, like you only I don’t think she was breathing.”
    “She wasn’t breathing?”  Faraday’s heart sunk.
    “She is now, my friend saved her life but she didn’t look good.”
    “Take me to her!”
    When they arrived at the condo, Faraday was taken aback by the man staring right into his eyes almost daring him to say the wrong thing.  He recognised the man immediately as Dr David Lewis, he had expected an old man, and he was presented a young well built man, he looked furious.
    “Hello David, where is she?”
    “She’s safe, she’s away from you!”
    “What the hell are you talking about?”
    “You tried to kill her!”
    Faraday had no idea what the man was talking about.  Before he could come up with a retort Bobby interjected.
    “David, shut the fuck up and let him through!”
    David was stunned but did as he was told.  As they entered the room Faraday ran towards her and embraced her.
    “Jane, thank God.”  Jane did not reply she was out cold and she had a wound on her forehead that had been stitched up.  “What’s wrong with her?”
    David looked annoyed and again Bobby interjected.
    ”Tell him David, Faraday show him.”
    As Faraday held up the eagle David’s face changed from one of aggression to confusion.
    “How did you get that?”
    “No doctor, I answered your questions last time we met, now I want the answers!”
    “What the hell are you talking about?”
    “Just tell him David.”
    As Faraday glanced at Bobby he nodded in appreciation and realised how much nicer he was than on their previous meeting. He also looked in great shape the belly was gone and his attire was one of a business man.
    “I think she’ll be fine.  She wasn’t breathing when I reached her but I brought her round she was throwing up and then she lost consciousness. She was soaking wet so I’ve dried her off.  I think it will just be a case of watching over her, if she develops any signs of hypothermia we can take her to the hospital.  But it’s probably just side effects of the wormhole.”
    As they all looked towards Jane she began to cough up more sick, David rushed to her aid and turned her onto her side.  David seemed like the same man he had met in the hospital now.  “Can I ask what happened to her? Why was she so wet and how did she get the cut?”
    Faraday decided that this was a question he could answer.  “We were on a canoe which flipped over. When I found her she was unconscious, I tried to save her.” Faraday began choking up “But I couldn’t, I thought she was dead until about half an hour ago.”
    Bobby was the first to ask “You thought she was dead?  When was this?”
    Faraday’s eyes were wet “Months ago”.
    “Months ago? Then how did you get here within five minutes of each other? You’re soaking wet too.”  David glanced towards Bobby who offered a shrug and then answered.
    “Wormholes are unpredictable, you saw what happened when you arrived David.  David could you grab some chairs from the living room I think it’s time we had a talk and we can’t leave the girl alone.”
    “It’s

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