The Next Day

The sites are now trending following my disclosure of the highly confidential documents. I woke up everyday to see positive comments about the Reagan administration getting better as the American people now know the reason why we went on the run. Lucas Wintergreen is transfered to a max security prison on an uncharted location in Alaska.

His lawyers are now scrambling, because of the incriminating evidence I have revealed to the public. Now sentenced to life in prison on multiple counts : treason, assassination attempt upon the president and vice president, illegal arms trade, the murder of a head of state and acts of mass destruction. Director Fox and Director Harkavy now looked at me with respect after we came back from the base in Alaska. Sitting in my office I kept smiling as I answered Christian's call.

"Damn it all, I wish I was there. I missed all the adventure!" He practically screamed.

"If you're that lucky Chris. America's safe for now, but our work continues."

"Oh and by the way, regards from my father and grandfather. Congratulations upon your accension to the position of vice president."

"Thanks." I said. "The team's okay? I'm not in charge for quite some time now."

"We're still adapting to the lifestyle here. The team is still okay."

"Well... I have a feeling that we'll be called into action."

"Hope that will come true." He said.

"I'm still looking out for a new Chief of Staff."

"Sorry, not interested in politics anymore."

"I know. Not all of us are talented."

"But you surely are one of the fiercest player in the arena."

"If you've watched the series House Of Cards, you'll understand something."

"Speaking of the series... Adrian and Camilla binge watched the series."

"And?"

"They're just glad that this administration is not like what happened in the TV series."

"Don't believe in that. Things could change, there is no way we can know what will happen."

"True." Then someone knocked at the door of my office.

"Yes?" I asked, pressing a hand against my phone.

"Madam Vice President, the president wished to see you in the Oval Office." The Secret Service agent reported outside the doors.

"I'll be there." I said.

"Work already?"

"I'm afraid so. Talk to you later Chris." Exiting the office the agents walked behind me, still dressed in their sharply tailored suits and wearing high tech earpieces. Reaching the Oval Office I held the door knobs and opened the doors. Stepping into the Oval Office was already waiting on his desk, report papers on his desk. "Good morning Mr. President."

"Good morning to you Madam Vice President." Dad replied. "Let us discuss our work today, the purpose of this meeting." Dad said, a smile lingering on his face.