Chapter 207. Arresting Mr. President

“Room 48.” I mumbled, blowing nerves away.

I was here and there was no turning back. Uncle Pete and Jared had no idea where I was going. I'd lied about picking some things for Zion from the store.

This should be over in no time. I raised a fist and rapped gently but firmly on the door.

“Who's that?”

Two of the cops had followed me upstairs but were hiding from view.

That sounded like the President's voice.

I knocked again, cleared my tone in a bit to disguise it and said. “Room service.”

There was seconds of silence, then the padding of feet coming towards the door. The door opened. “We didn't order any...” The rest of his words were drowned by shock.

“Hello, Mr. President.” I plastered on a smile. “Can I come in?” He was yet to see the cops.

“Get out.” Fear and anger had him growl out those words.

He tried to shut the door in my face but before he succeeded, I had a foot stuck between the door and