I got out, and he drove off.I had a lot to think about.Jean-Luc called me every night at about nine. He was obviously working very hard on his case. N...ither he nor Evan came in to Melody's all week. Made it kind of boring actually.At four on Friday my phone rang. It was Heather. "Want to go to dinner and a movie with a bunch of us tonight?" she asked."Sure," I said."Okay, let me figure out the time, and I'll text you. You can meet us at my house." Great."I wanted to do a happy dance, but. I stumbled around in the dark, looking for my shoes and fell on the bag I'd packed to take with me the next day. What time was it? As I passed through the kitchen I read the clock on the stove: 6:04. Had I slept three hours?Megan was standing next to the street, with two pieces of luggage at her feet. I got out of the car and opened the trunk."I'll need to take one of those in your apartment," she said when she saw me placing both pieces into the trunk."Which one?" I asked."I don't know," she. "Mr. President, by executive orders passed in 2420, if all the civilian government is dead then the highest ranking fleet officer can take the seat of the president on his own free will. I was afraid you wouldn't get there and I would have had to kill my sisters."Ken staggered back and looked at the woman, and snapped, "Why didn't you just tell me?" We couldn't, you had to decide on your own. You were our only ranking fleet officer. You had to decide to do this," Sandi said and then her. What triggered the alarm?" Someone tampering with the tracker on the truck. Looks like it got ripped out and tossed. See, it's not moving right there," pointing to a single red dot on the map screen. "I saw the truck, though. No doubt it moved South in a hurry."Two more agents crowded around as they tried to figure out what had happened.Holly put her hands over her ears, yelled, "turn off that fucking alarm!" A second later, the grating noise ended, and the silence which remained was.