"Intros concluded. Clark Kent in position. Speech commencing."

I snorted. New president's code name, his choice. Only a little hubris, eh? Granted, he did resemble Christopher Reeve.

I scanned the crowd slowly. No unusual movements there. All quiet from my position.

"Move to position," crackled through my earpiece. What the—

"Natasha in position," came a woman's voice.

There were no women on this detail.

"Clint here," came a man's voice. "Thanos acquired."

I froze. This was no Marvel movie.

"Acquired," came the woman's voice.

I moved, my counterpart sprinting, too.

"Fire."

Clark Kent's head exploded before we could get there.