"Easy guys, easy." Nathaniel said, putting the two blades on the tray that the security officer was still holding, the two Secret Service agents hands going away from their guns.
The two throwing knives were fifteen centimetre long and five centimetre wind on the larger portion of the blade. He had them custom made in Italy by one of Valentina's contacts. It was a weapon that was fitting perfectly for him considering the dexterity of his hands that he hone while doing card tricks for a while now. He also had a familiarity with knives that was almost soothing, he didn't understand it completely but since there was non danger for him, he did not question it much.
"Just don't touch the blades, there is poison on it that could kill you in seconds." Nathaniel adds, seeing the security officer wanting to touch the knives.
Hearing that, the man jerks away quickly, visibly scared, making Nathaniel laugh.
"No, just messing with you. The knives are extremely sharp, I don't want you to cut yourself. On the other hand if they were to be missing when I come back, I would hold you accountable for this." Nathaniel added with narrowed eyes.
"Don't worry, sir. They will be here when you get back, I assure you." The security officer affirmed. "Please, go through here, sir."
Passing the portico and being swiped by the metal detector, Nathaniel was allowed in without further ado. Getting back his laptop after it was attentively examined, he turned to his escort.
"John?"
"Yes, sir. Follow me, please."
It did not take long for them to reach the waiting room of the President and for Nathaniel to meet someone he already knew.
"Hello Judith." Nathaniel said sweetly to the personal secretary of the President who smiled seeing him entering the room.
"Ho Nathaniel, I was told that you were expected today."
"I didn't even know that I was but I'm happy to come here and see you again. Did you do something to your hair? The new haircut looks really good on you and I especially love your earrings." Nathaniel compliment.
"I did actually, two weeks ago." She answers happily, smiling broadly. "You are the only one with the First Lady who actually noticed. My earrings are actually an heirloom that belonged to my grandmother a long time ago. My son likes to mock me for them, he says that it makes me look like my mother."
"That's not a very nice thing to say." Nathaniel shook his head.
"Humm." John clears his throat to get the attention of the secretary. "Judith, can you announce that…" He started to say before stopping abruptly seeing the nasty look that she was giving him.
"What?" She asked coldly, it was evident that she did not like to be interrupted in her discussion with Nathaniel.
"Nothing." He said, gulping.
"I'm sorry it's my fault." Nathaniel adds to rescue the poor John. "We are late because of me, that's why John interrupted us so don't blame him. Can you call the President and tell him I'm here, pretty please?"
"Oh, of course. I'm calling him right now, I don't want you to get in trouble because of me."
"Thank you Judith." Nathaniel smiles sweetly. "What if we continue our conversation once my meeting with the President is over?"
"I would like that. You can go in by the way, they are waiting for you." Judith said after the call ended.
Thanking Judith and stopping her for opening the door for him, Nathaniel knocks on the door once and makes his way into the Oval Office. Behind his desk, the President got to his feet a little time after Tobias did the same, both of them making their way to him.
"Lyndon." Tobias grunt as a salute, shaking his hand.
"Tobias." Nathaniel responded in the same way.
"Hello Nathaniel, sorry to take you away like that but we needed to talk to you." The President said, shaking his hand.
"It's okay sir, I was expecting to be summoned albeit not so soon."
"You could use the rest I know but we have to talk about important matters. Please, take a seat."
Sitting on the empty chair in front of the desk, Nathaniel spotted something on the side that made him pause for a second. Spreading his senses outward, Nathaniel made a find that did not really surprise him. There were agents in the next room, a demi-dozen by his estimation and one presence he already expected to be here.
"Sir, before we begin, shall we call your wife who is in the next room spying on us with the camera that is in that book shelf on the right? It would be easier and more honest that way, I believe. Moreover, you should know by now that I was already aware that she was here last time, the trick is up sir, with me at least." Nathaniel shrugged.
Exchanging a surprised stare, the two of them did not have the time to say anything before the side door opened and the First Lady entered the Oval Office with an amused smile.
"I told you he will see right through that."
"Linda! I told you to not enter the room, it's dangerous with him here!" The President shouted.
"I don't believe that, I met him alone already, he was the perfect gentleman and he never even tried to lie to me. And secondly, I can go wherever I want, I'm not your property." She frowned at him before turning to Nathaniel. "Do you have the intention to hurt me, my husband or anyone in this building?"
"No, even if he decides to arrest me, I will not fight back. I will not hurt you or the President but I could hurt Tobias if he goes out of line, he can be kind of a dick sometimes." Nathaniel answers honestly.
"That's the truth." Linda judged after looking at him attentively.
"Hey!" Tobias shouted unhappily.
"I was just saying that he was being honest, not that he was right Tobias." Linda said to placate him. The two of them knew each other for more than two decades now and they were familiar with each other. "I'm not saying that he's wrong either." She added under her breath that Nathaniel managed to pick up but was sure the others did not.