The Night Of The Angle Of Projectory
Chapter 18th
Artemus Gordon riding his horse heading for the White House. It was strange to see the lack of residents walking around this particular section with the President inside the White House working.
Gordon really needed to speak with the president in regard to what was going on. He just hopes that it's not too late to reach him. All of sudden everything now seems to be on his shoulders for when it comes to the mission and what has been going on the past few months with those objects.
Moving to the side entrance for where the kitchen is located. No doubt there would be the secret service agents and the employees having something to eat with the time being noon at this point. Tying his horse on the post for where water was inside the bucket.
Walking inside...
"Gentlemen is everything okak with the president?" Agent Greenly looked up from his food having chicken in the basket made by the cooks.
"He's fine Mr. Gordon. Matter of fact he's been asking for you. He's very much interested in wanting to know what exactly has been going on."
"Where is the president now inside the White House?" Artie asked with great concern for his well being.
"He's in the library having lunch, a drink and his usual cigar, agent Gordon." Greenly replied with the information of his location.
"Excuse me while I go speak with him gentlemen." Artie said with leaving to see to the president. Even though at the same time he was worried about partner James West.
Five minutes later at the entrance of the library. Artemus knocks on the door while he waits for a response from the president. "Come in already." He said in a huff with his response.
Gordon walked in to see him taking a sip from his wine glass. "Mr. President, I have something to report finally." Artemus said with taking a chair in the library to si tin front of him.
"Just what the hell is going on Artemus. This entire White House has been strange ever since those crazy lights in the sky had shown up. I might say that someone is causing this nonsense."
"They are Mr. President. There are a bunch of criminals having planned this for almost a year. They are looking to rob something really big to have a pay off. Those lights are rigged balloons making everyone think they are being attacked by aliens. As for everyone acting like zombies including my partner James, I have a feeling some type of drug is being used. I will check into this further once I have something to eat before heading out again."
"What are we to do with this job of their's Artemus?" The president said with getting up from his black leather chair worried.
"I am going to need help with asking one of your secret service men to come along with me. I think your protection Agent Greenly sounds like the right man to dig into the truth." He replied with his suggestion. "I think it will be best that you speak with him. While I will be at resting inside my room at the top of Doctor Martin's office." Gordon responded with leaving the president and the library to head for his room to rest a little. He had changed his mind about eating for now.