Twister
Federal Bureau of Investigation
Edgar Hoover Building
9:10 am
"Buchanan speaking."
"Faith, it's me, Matt."
"Matt, what's up?"
"Listen, I need you to bring your SWAT team or any tactical equivalent to Waverley University."
"Why?" Shots are heard through the connection, and Faith tenses.
"What's going on, Matt?"
"Faith, just three words, Virginia Tech Massacre." Faith gasps, "Just get here ASAP, right now I'm safe with Sarah and twenty other students, in a locked room, but I don't know how many shooters are out there, their intentions or if the barricade will hold."
"Hang on, Matt, we're on our way."
"I'm turning off the phone, don't know if they're tracking it. I'm waiting for you guys."
"Take care, and whatever happens, protect the civilians, that's an order, ok Marine?"
"Yes, ma'am."
The connection is cut, and Faith stares at the phone in her hand for a second, waiting for the shakes to stop. She looks around the bullpen, where several other agents are working and one of them approaches her, noticing how pale she had become as she was speaking on the phone.
"Something wrong Agent Buchanan?"
She shakes her head, "everything is wrong," she walks decidedly to an empty chair and steps on it, then climbs on a empty desk and whistles, calling the attention of everyone in the bullpen. As soon as everyone in the room is looking at her, she says:
"Listen up everyone, we have a shootout going on at Waverly University, possible terrorist attack, all agents who are not working in current cases, please report to tactical to suit up and get ready to assault the place, we're leaving in five."
A flurry of activity starts, as agents stand up and start getting their guns and leaving the room, preparing themselves to face a nightmarish situation that they hoped never to go through again. AD Wittaker sees the commotion, leaves his office and goes to investigate the sudden activity in the bullpen.
"What's happening?"
"Shooting at Waverly University, possible terrorist attack," says one agent, who is putting his gun holster on.
"Who reported that? Why wasn't I informed about it?" The agent shrugs, and points to Faith Buchanan who was speaking to three other senior agents, at the same time she was speaking on the phone.
Wittaker approaches Buchanan, and hears that she's speaking with the emergency services, "I want all units you have available sent to Waverly University," she pauses for a moment, hearing what is being said in the other side, and answers, "no, I don't know the number of victims, I don't know the state of the victims, all I know that some are hurt, others are dead, and many more will be dead if you don't send anyone NOW." She growls the last words, and turns off the phone.
"Agent Buchanan," she turns to face AD Whittaker. He sees that, despite her professional mask, she is deeply worried.
"Report."
"I received the info from a reliable source that there is an ongoing shootout in Waverly University."
"What reliable source? You can't stop all activity in the Bureau because someone you think is telling the truth reports a terrorist attack, it must be verified first, how can you know…"
"Sir," she says, pissed off, "it was my baby brother."
AD Whittaker shuts up, and studies the barely contained fury on Agents Faith Buchanan's face. He looks around at the agents in the bullpen, several of them in a hurry to get ready to leave in answer to the threat.
He looks back at Agent Buchanan, and simply says, "Report to the roof in five minutes, there will be a helicopter waiting for you." He leaves the bullpen, and doesn't see the thankful look Agent Buchanan throws in his direction.
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