Crowds of people never feel normal, even after all this time.

There are millions of hands, grabbing for the president like he's their messiah, shouting, screaming, signs waving. People clamor and shove for a chance to be at the barricade. And it's no more peaceful outside the metal bars, secret service agents herding them to the cars.

Toby's mind is elsewhere, on his brother out in space, on how he just landed. He'd like to see him soon.

And then over the noise, someone screams, "Gun!" And the booms of gunshots ring out into the night.

It's chaos, he's shoved onto the ground by a secret service agent, the president's being shoved into a car, his daughter in another, and everyone's running somewhere.