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Chapter 2
Three days later found the three of them back in the Quad enjoying lunch again. Danny had brought a second bag with them and refused to give into Sam's curiosity until they finished lunch. Samantha had never eaten a fruit salad and sandwich faster. She really wanted to know what was in the bag.
"I'm done! Can I have the other bag now?" Sam begged shamelessly.
Martin shook his head, "You're done, but we're not! Have patience, Spade!"
"I can't believe I ate faster than you, Martin!" Sam sighed, "You're just going slow to torture me!"
Around the large last bite of his sandwich, Martin shook his head. It took him a moment to chew the mouthful and swallow, but once he did he defended himself, "I was not eating slow on purpose, Sam, I just wasn't as invested as you in figuring out what's in the bag."
Danny hadn't said a word. He knew if he even opened his mouth, Sam would yell at him for eating so slow. He wasn't too far behind Martin, so he just concentrated on finishing his lunch. A few moments later, he finished and pulled the bag up, "OK, Sam. Thanks for your patience," he joked. "This is Martin's and my first Godfather gift to the little squirt," he explained, putting the bag into her hands.
Sam smiled and tore into the tissue. With a gasp she pulled out a beautiful carousel music box. "This is beautiful!" She wiped a tear from her face and leaned into Martin's hug. "Thank you both!"
"Turn it over, Sam," Martin said quietly.
Complying, Samantha noticed the inscription and read it aloud, "To our favorite godson. With much love from your Uncle Danny and Uncle Martin." She shook her head, "I—I don't know what to say."
"You don't have to say anything, Sam. We were giving you a bad time the other day, but we talked after work and decided we needed to make it up to you," Danny smiled, "We already love you, loving your little squirt isn't a stretch and truthfully, we're both honored to be his godfather."
As Samantha leaned over to kiss Danny's cheek, something caught Martin's eye, "Hang tight here—I want to check something out." He sprinted towards the far corner of the quad and found himself automatically reaching for his weapon, "Stop! FBI!" He aimed at a lone gunman armed with a semi-automatic weapon.
Martin wasn't the only one to see something out of the ordinary. Almost simultaneously he heard shouts of "NYPD!" and "Freeze, CIA!" The only problem now, was that this lunatic didn't seem to care that he had three government agencies working against him. Without warning, the lone gunman opened fire into the quad. He only managed to fire for about five seconds before Martin and the others returned fire, killing him before he hit the ground.
With his gun still drawn, Martin made his way closer to the gunman and he exchanged grim looks between the other officers who had fired. The NYPD officer kicked the gun away from the shooter while one of the CIA officers checked his pulse. He looked up at Martin and shook his head. With a sigh of relief, Martin holstered his gun and was about to introduce himself to the other men who helped bring down the man now lying dead in a pool of his own blood.
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