The Scarman Enigma

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Marcus stood aghast at the sight before him. Of all the people in the galaxy, his alternate self had to be running for President! He began to feel weak at the knees as people gathered around the small group stood by the doorway.
Oh my, is that really him? People were beginning to mutter, giving him puzzling glances.
We might have an issue here, Serovs expression was serious as he looked out into the crowd. He was still holding the thief tightly by the wrists.
Call security, Victoria said, her amusement fading away. We can take care of this criminal and then get out of here.
Mr. Scarman, oh Mr. Scarman, a voice sounded from close by. Marcus spun around to face the newcomer, sill slightly dazed.

Congressman, is that you Congressman? The voice came from a short young woman with a mop of curly brown hair.
Uh Marcus stuttered as the woman angled a microphone beneath his chin. He caught a quick glimpse of a camera in the audience focusing on him.
****, He heard Thomas curse from behind him. How the hell did the media get here so fast?
Forgive me; Im Joanna Williams, CNN. The woman wore a smart navy blue suit jacket and pale blue shirt along with a matching pencil skirt and dark tights. Marcus noticed that she was wearing large heels and came to the conclusion that she was even shorter than she appeared.
I was doing a report over there on a new wing of the mall being opened when what do I see, none other than one of Libertys most popular politicians tackling a criminal and helping an old lady, priceless.
Listen, Mrs Williams, Marcus began, raising his hands.
Thats Miss Williams actually, She said, running a hand through her hair and pouting slightly.
Miss Williams then, Marcus gave her an awkward smile. Im not who you think I am,
Oh? She looked puzzlingly at him, the camera now evident in the crowd, a red light flashing behind its lens.

Marcus had to think quickly. His alternate self was obviously a well known figure and a man of importance. There was no easy way out.
Im Marcus brother, Matt. Marcus said quickly, saying the first name that came to his head. Joanna Williams looked stunned for a moment before turning to her camera crew.
Roll it Jose, She straightened her suit and looked directly into the camera. Greetings Los Angeles, this is Joanna Williams reporting live from the Montgomery Village Shopping Centre in Los Angeles Capital with a breaking news story.
She turned to Marcus and gestured at him enthusiastically. All he could do was look at the camera shyly and wave.
Im here with the twin brother of congressman Marcus Scarman, thats right people, I said twin! I was lucky enough to witness first hand the bold acts of Mr. Scarman here as he bravely took down a lowly robber and rescued a little old ladys belongings. Yes thats right, our brave crime fighter stood up in the face of danger and

Marcus stopped listening, turning to the others.
Twin brother, Victoria gave Marcus a sympathetic look, Good luck with that one mate,
Damn it Edge, we dont have time for sarcasm. This is a real problem. Thomas, get into contact with the Yorktown and tell Doyle of our situation. Victoria, get a damn security guard for that bastard. He pointed at the thief still groaning in Serovs hands.
Thomas let go and the man fell back to the floor. She didnt even get the story right; it was me who took him out.
Youre not the would-be presidents twin brother, Marcus gave Serov a withering look. Get Captain Doyle, quickly.
But what is the real story here? No my good viewers, not our heros brave moment, but the question of his blood ties. Matt Scarman, can you tell us why your brother has never spoken of you in the past.
Marcus was turned forcefully back around to face the camera. Everyone in the crowd looked at him expectantly as he frantically thought of something to say.

Well, He began tentatively, We decided it wouldnt be good for his campaign, having a twin brother, things might get confusing. He smiled hopelessly at the camera. To his relief, a squad of armed security guards appeared through the crowd and ushered everyone back, including the press.
The lead guard came up to Marcus, holstering his stun baton. What seems to be going on here? Oh, congressman, Im sorry I didnt
Please, Marcus raised a hand, Im not Marcus Scarman. You have a security breech here, this man tried to steal from this old woman.
Marcus quickly indicated the robber and rob-ee before turning to Serov and Wade and making quickly for the doorway. He stopped however as he saw a look of anger cross Serovs face. He stopped and looked back in the direction Thomas was looking.
What is it?
Serovs eyes narrowed for a split second before he turned to the others. Its nothing, lets go, the Yorktown has a fix on our location.
Quickly, round here.
They exited through the glass doorway and walked back out into the car park. Marcus brought his combadge out of his pocket and activated it.
Scarman to Yorktown, three to beam up.
For a moment the three of them glowed blue as the transporters locked onto them. The next minute they were gone.

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