The first crack of gunfire sliced through the ballroom like a scream. Tuxedos hit the floor. Glass shattered. Power flickered into panic as the President vanished behind a wall of agents and drawn guns. Outside, a young engineer-turned-gunman was already trading shots with the Secret Service. One agent went down. Guests prayed this wasn’t the mo… Continues… The chaos lasted only minutes, but for those inside the Washington Hilton, it felt like the world had tilted on its axis. One moment, the White House Correspondents’ Dinner was gliding along on canned jokes and careful applause; the next, chairs were overturned,...
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