The subtle & delectable machinery of the Secret Service failed. Agents swooned. Derrick, in the guise of Argentinian journalist, with dapper gesture took out his Glock. Whereupon a national pang, embarrassment of presidential brains, and--who is the gunman with gold cuff links?

Pompous caissons roll, sage toupees recite in monotone a bureaucratic dirge--while boys and girls hunger for the assassin, crave to lick every fold of conspiracy.

Meanwhile Derrick--clean-oiled cog in a coup d'etat--fresh-embossed passport in hand--disappears thru turnstiles.

Derrick's Trip - Glock