As the Nation's First Daughter you are always at the eye of the storm: constantly plugged with hidden threats and imminent danger.

Your father, The President hired a competent bodyguard to ensure your safety. But why do you get this feeling whenever his poignant gaze follows your every movements that greatly resembles a predatory gaze.

Does his protection meant something else? Or is there a trouble waiting to happen?

"MISS GET DOWN!" He said and all of a sudden you heard a gun shot.