Royal Lockdown
8:15 P.M., August 1 "May I see your picture ID, sir?"
The armed man made the request politely. But Shane Peters harbored no illusions about what would happen if he refused. he'd be hauled off to a cell in a Boston police station and held for investigation.
"Of course," he answered as he pulled his wallet from an inside pocket of his tuxedo jacket and extracted his driver's license.
The Secret Service agent checked the ID carefully, then asked for his Social Security number, which was matched against a list of guests cleared to attend the reception on the observation deck of the John Hancock Tower, New England's tallest building.
Since 9/11, the Boston landmark had been closed to the public. But one of the lessees had been instrumental in arranging an international trade agreement that had just been signed by the president of the United State ... read full excerpt from Royal Lockdown ebook
