Liv's point of view
Cy slept over my place that night. After regrouping at the office, we both decided to stick together and find out who the killer is. Why are they framing the president?
I got up from my bed to go check on Cyrus. He was a mess. His calm demeanor was shattered like a fallen mirror. We have to break this case otherwise it will hurt to many innocent people.
Anonymous point of view
"So everything is falling in line. The president is blasphemed, Cyrus is crushed, and Olivia is torn between her heart and her mind. This is a great setup. Soon Sally will be president and Grant will be impeached." The boss was impressed.
"I wanted to capture Olivia and torture her. It would be the bait that we need. We will prove he is a sleeping around pig." Billy announced.
"Very well then. I'll cash the check for you and your team once this is done, but for now, return James at the bar you called from and that will draw Cyrus to leave town for a while. Then find Olivia." His eyes glistened with hope. Sally was on her way to being president.
"For Sally!" He toasted his bear. He chugged it then headed out the conference room to his office. He made some calls and the plan was underway.
TWO days later
"Hey Cyrus please be careful. I don't like the idea of you two running. The president needs all the help he can get so hurry back." I pulled on my hair. Mark walked in just when I hung up with Cyrus.
"What do you say we go get a drink?" Flattering.
"No thanks I'm working." His eyes shined for some reason.
"Liv?" Fitz walked in. All of a sudden, Mark shot him. I got up but he used a Taser on me. Everything went black.
Mark's Point of view
That bum. He had to walk in. I was supposed to lure her outside and we take it from there. Now I have to carry her out and the President looks like the victim. He saw my face too. I'm screwed. Ever since I had to work with this woman, I wanted to slap her. She's so smart; I mean, why can't she not notice my mistakes? Why can't she be oblivious to trouble? Well, I'll make her wish she never got involved. I mean, that's what's on my contract right? I snicker because the Boss is a genius. I get to the car with her but of course I get yelled at for the situation.
"Is he dead?" Paul yelled. I gulped. I didn't think he was.
"No…" He pulled off with us in the back. This was going to be messy.
Fitz point of view
I saw stars. I thought I was dreaming, but when I heard yelling and I saw the blood, I panicked.
"Mr. President can you hear me?" I tightened my fists.
"He's losing a lot of blood. We need the doctor. Finch!" The black man seemed intelligent.
"Everything's going to be ok" The ginger rubbed soothing circles on my back. The recovered a mask for me. They told me to breath. I see why Liv chose to work with them.
30 minutes later
They got the ambulance there. Of course they called anonymously, but I'll forever be grateful. Everyone asked questions but I was silent. The black guy, whose name I guess was Harrison, was my lawyer. He shut everyone out, saying that I was in shock. Liv is going to have to give him a raise. Liv!
"Harrison! What about Liv?" I whispered. He froze.
"Listen. We are on that now, but we need to know what happened before Huck got here." He was as serious as I was about getting her back.
"She was talking to a man. Uuumm white guy, medium build. He seemed mischievous." Harrison thought about it. He froze. He got a picture and showed it to me.
"Is this him?'' I was looking at my shooter.
"That's him." What will they do to her?