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Thorne had no gun. No time. No plan.

Thorne’s lips moved. A faint, bloody smile crossed his face. mr president unblocked game

He launched himself forward, a final, desperate lunge. The bullet meant for the President’s skull tore through Thorne’s right thigh instead. He crashed to the floor, a heap of blood and Kevlar. Thorne had no gun

“Medic! Get a medic!” the President shouted, pressing his own jacket against the wound in Thorne’s leg. “You idiot. You beautiful, stubborn idiot. Why did you do that?” Thorne’s lips moved

He stepped out from behind the pillar, placing his body directly between the gunmen and President Cole. He spread his arms wide, a grotesque, living shield.

“Sir, the ‘Raven’s Veil’ is complete,” whispered Secret Service Agent Marcus Thorne, his jaw clenched tight. “Sixteen confirmed hostiles. They’ve taken the lower levels. They’re coming up.”