That had impressed the living hell
out of the President, but he'd carefully avoided letting her know that.
She'd simply flown into the White House as someone had used a service
entrance. It had been that simple. Exterior sensors had sounded an 'approaching
object' alert, but Mandi had been over the fence and across the grounds before
the sensors had understood what they were seeing.
Other sensors within the building had also detected her, but far too late to
be of any use in stopping her. Mandi had flown to the doors of the Oval Office
and knocked firmly as she'd said hello to his personal secretary.
The secretary had seen Mandi seemingly appear out of nowhere to float to a
stop in front of the doors, then she'd felt a blast of breeze from Mandi's
passage down the corridor.
Security personnel scrambled to surround Mandi almost instantly. They ran
toward her in the hall and two popped out of hidden passageways, guns drawn and
faces stern. One even yelled, "Freeze!"
"I have an appointment," said Mandi, then she turned to the secretary and
asked, "Would you tell the President that Mandi Steele is here? He's expecting
me.
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