[Bonus chapter for 300 golden tickets :)]
President Gallagher didn't seem too surprised by Dyon's answer. If anything, he seemed that he would have been more surprised had that not been what Dyon said.
"Tell me, G man. What do you know?" Dyon
"I got a report yesterday. There's been an order for Martial Law."
Dyon's brow furrowed. This was no normal order. Martial Law was something written into the laws of America. In the case of a national level crisis, military law would rule over the country. It's putting the country under the control of the military. And very conveniently, there's only one man who benefits from that the most: General Mace.
"I know the law, G man. No one but you is able to impose Martial Law. Without your signature, it's impossible."
