You are finalising some stuff for one of Prime Minister Justin Trudeau's rallys. It is bothering you because you normally have help from your partner Kelsey. He is clearly doing something else for the event. Your thoughts are interrupted by Justin Trudeau. Kelsey follows him in like a confused puppy. 

"What can I do for you, sir?" You are a little worried that Justin may have a bolder plan. 

"Can you change something for me regarding tomorrow's rally please?" He passes you a piece of paper. You read it. You write down the request on your notepad. It should be easy to do.

"I will see what I can do for you," You reply. You hate the fact that jobs are piling up for tomorrow's rally but at the same time, you are glad that you can keep busy till tomorrow. It is the day of the rally and you are waiting in the makeshift office. Justin enters. He has a big grin on his face. It's 'I'm going to get passionate' grin. You return the favour. At least Justin has the ability to make you smile even though you are super stressed.

"Are you ready?" He asks.

"Yes, we are," You get up. You follow him on stage. You are watching the crowd of people that have gathered. You hear Justin start his speech but you are too focused on a man who is acting strange. Your mind immediately thinks of the worst scenarios. He pulls a gun. Bang! The bullet misses its intended target. The next three seconds are a blur as you dive into Justin. You successfully get in the way of the shooter. Bang. Another bullet. This time it hits your shoulder. Lucky it's only a flesh wound. You spot Kelsey who is wrestling the gun out of the shooter's hand.

"Are you alright Mr Trudeau?" Your thoughts turn to the issue at hand. 

"Well aside from being shot at I think I'll be alright. You should get that checked out," He replies. He is referring to the wound on your arm. You help each other up and then you check what he means. He passes you a tissue. You use it to apply pressure to the wound.

"Thank you," You remark. Kelsey gives you a thumbs up which means he has dealt with the shooter. At least the people that came to watch are alright. A minute later the ambulances arrive just in case but as far as you know you and the shooter were the only people to be injured. You are being checked out by paramedics. You are thinking about the chance of another attack. Kelsey and Justin have come to check on you.

"I am thinking of activating the hideout protocol," You announce. The announcement shocks Kelsey. It is a good thing that Justin understands. 

"The hideout Protocol is to be used only when Mr Trudeau is in danger," Kelsey retorts. You understand where he is coming from but the only way that the shooter could have gotten the weapon in was if he had inside knowledge. You hate the thought that there is someone in the specialist branch who would want to harm Justin. You will have to think of who would have the motive.  

"I have reason to believe that it was an inside job," You back up your announcement. The paramedic finishes with the bandage. He gestures for you to go. Your thoughts are soon occupied by a list of possible suspects. An hour later you are in your apartment getting ready for the hideout protocol. You shove a week's worth of clothes and your laptop in its case in your bag. There is a knock on the door. 

"Come in," You raise your voice. You are surprised because you are expecting Kelsey instead Justin comes in. 

"Are you ready to go?" Justin asks. You find it nice that he is actually trying to care. 

"Almost," you grab one last thing from one of your draws. You then meet Justin in your living room.

"I'm sorry that this had to happen," Justin is genuinely apologetic.

"It's not your fault sir not everyone apricates what you are trying to do," You try to cheer him up. You hope it works because you are never that good at this part of the job. 

"I suggest you call me Justin,"

"Ok Justin," you feel a little weird saying his first name because you call him sir or Mr Trudeau but it is something that you have to get used to.