The thick carpeting in the White House muffled the footsteps of the Secret Service Agents. They stopped and waited outside the family quarters.
Inside the President’s bedroom, a phone buzzed. The President was not a heavy sleeper. He turned on a small light and reached over to pick up the phone.
“Yes,” he said.
“Mr. President, you are needed in the situation room imme…
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