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Six Secret Service agents were suspended without pay or benefits following an attempted assassination of President Donald Trump at a rally in Pennsylvania in July 2024.
Matt Quinn, the agency’s deputy director, told CBS News on Wednesday that they “weren’t going to fire [their] way out of this,” but did say they are “laser focused on fixing the root cause of the problem.”
Quinn told the outlet that the agents received penalties ranging from 10 to 42 days of unpaid leave and were assigned to restricted roles with reduced responsibilities upon their return. He added that the disciplinary measures followed a federally mandated process.
The agency faced intense criticism after the security breach that enabled gunman Thomas Crooks to open fire toward the stage at a rally in Butler, Pennsylvania, on July 13, 2024.
Corey Comperatore, a 50-year-old firefighter, father, and husband attending the event, was killed. President Trump was grazed by a bullet, and two other men were wounded by the gunfire. Crooks was ultimately killed by a Secret Service sniper.
“Secret Service is totally accountable for Butler,” Quinn told CBS. “Butler was an operational failure and we are focused today on ensuring that it never happens again.” He also said the agency is focusing on the “root cause” of the operational failure and fixing “the deficiencies that put us in that situation.”
Since the Butler rally, Quinn stated that the Secret Service has deployed a new fleet of military-grade drones and mobile command posts to enhance radio communications with local law enforcement, Fox News reported.
The agency faced renewed criticism weeks later following a second assassination attempt on Trump in West Palm Beach, Florida. Although the attempt was thwarted, then-Secret Service Director Kimberly Cheatle resigned, and the agency became the focus of multiple investigations and congressional hearings.
In December, a bipartisan House task force released a 180-page report declaring the Butler incident “preventable,” pointing to “preexisting” leadership and training deficiencies that “created an environment” conducive to security failures.
The report also noted that Secret Service did not coordinate well with local law enforcement.
Trump made some comments last week regarding the government’s investigation into one of the assassination attempts against him last year.
In response to a reporter’s query on Friday, the president said he’s “very satisfied” with the FBI’s investigation into the assassination attempt against him in Pennsylvania.
Trump made his remarks to Daily Caller White House Correspondent Reagan Reese on Thursday, putting to rest months of speculation and doubt surrounding the case. Until now, Trump had stopped short of giving the FBI a full endorsement, The Daily Caller reported.
In an earlier interview with Fox News, he admitted some parts of the case didn’t sit right. “I’m relying on my people to tell me what it is … The Secret Service, they tell me, is fine. But it’s a little hard to believe,” he said.
Back in March, FBI Deputy Director Dan Bongino told Fox News there was no evidence of some grand conspiracy against Trump. “In some of these cases, the ‘there’ you’re looking for is not there. And I know people — I get it, I understand. It’s not there. If it was there, we would have told you,” Bongino said.
Leavitt responded, “Well, in the lead-up to your question, you answered your own question with the president’s own words, and I’ll leave it at that.”
In May, Bongino announced investigations into some well-known cases that involve “potential public corruption.”
The cases, which appeared to be ignored during the administration of former President Joe Biden, that are getting a new look include the attempted pipe-bombing in Washington, D.C., cocaine that was found at the White House, and the leak of the
"The Mother Who Ruled Our House — Until I Chose My Wife Over Her
"The Mother Who Ruled Our House — Until I Chose My Wife Over Her
PART 1 — THE NIGHT I CAME HOME TO SILENCE
The first thing Daniel Carter noticed when he opened the front door wasn’t the darkness.
It was the smell.
Burnt butter. Overcooked meat. Smoke lingering in the air like something forgotten for too long.
Then came the baby’s scream.
Not crying.
Screaming.
Sharp. Panicked. Endless.
Daniel dropped his suitcase instantly.
“Olivia?!”
No answer.
His heart slammed against his ribs as he rushed through the hallway toward the kitchen.
And froze.
His wife lay collapsed on the hardwood floor beside the kitchen island, one arm twisted awkwardly beneath her body. Her face was ghostly pale, strands of damp hair stuck to her cheeks.
Their three-week-old daughter, Sophie, screamed hysterically inside the nearby bassinet.
And seated calmly at the dining table was Daniel’s mother.
Patricia Carter slowly buttered a dinner roll while chatting casually with two relatives sipping wine nearby.
Nobody had moved.
Nobody had helped.
Patricia glanced up with annoyance.
“Oh good, you’re finally home,” she said. “Your wife decided to be dramatic again.”
Daniel stared at her.
The dining table looked like a banquet for twenty people.
Roasted turkey.
Homemade pies.
Three casseroles.
Fresh bread.
Dozens of dirty pots.
His stomach turned.
Olivia had delivered via emergency C-section only twenty-three days earlier.
The doctors had specifically warned against standing for long periods.
“Why is she on the floor?” Daniel asked quietly.
Patricia sighed loudly.
“She exhausted herself trying to keep up. Honestly, women today are unbelievably weak.”
One of the relatives awkwardly looked away.
Daniel crossed the room without another word.
He picked Sophie up first, pressing the trembling infant carefully against his chest.
Then he knelt beside Olivia.
“Liv,” he whispered shakily. “Hey… hey, look at me.”
Her eyelids fluttered weakly.
“Daniel…” she breathed.
Her lips were dry and cracked.
“She hasn’t eaten properly all day,” Patricia interrupted. “Because she insisted on acting overwhelmed instead of organizing herself.”
Daniel slowly looked back at his mother.
“What did you make her do?”
Patricia straightened proudly.
“I invited family over. A proper wife should know how to host guests. Your grandmother cooked two days after childbirth.”
Olivia’s fingers weakly grabbed Daniel’s sleeve.
“She wouldn’t let me rest,” Olivia whispered faintly. “She said I was lazy… Every time I sat down, she woke me up.”
Something inside Daniel shifted.
Not anger.
Something colder.
Something final.
He stood carefully, still holding the baby.
“You watched her collapse?”
Patricia rolled her eyes.
“Oh please. She fainted for attention.”
Daniel looked around the room.
Not one person defended Olivia.
Not one.
And suddenly, he saw the truth he had ignored his entire life.
His mother didn’t care about helping.
She cared about control.
Every birthday.
Every relationship.
Every decision.
Patricia had ruled the family through guilt and fear for decades.
And Daniel had spent his whole life obeying her.
Until now.
He grabbed Olivia’s hospital bag from beside the couch.
“We’re leaving.”
Patricia laughed.
“Don’t be ridiculous. This is family dinner.”
Daniel turned toward her slowly.
“My wife collapsed while recovering from surgery.”
“She’s exaggerating.”
“No,” he said quietly. “You are.”
Patricia’s expression hardened instantly.
“You ungrateful boy. After everything I sacrificed for you—”
“Stop.”
The single word stunned the room silent.
Daniel had never spoken to her like that before.
Ever.
He looked directly into his mother’s eyes.
“You will never speak to my wife like that again.”
Patricia stood abruptly.
“You think she comes before your own mother?”
Daniel answered immediately.
“Yes.”
The room went dead silent.
Patricia looked almost insulted by the idea.
“You would choose her over family?”
“She is my family.”
Without another word, Daniel carried Olivia outside while holding Sophie against his chest.
Behind him, Patricia shouted furiously from the doorway.
“You’ll regret this!”
“You’re abandoning your family!”
“She manipulated you!”
Daniel never looked back.
Rain hammered the windshield as he sped toward Saint Mary’s Hospital.
Olivia drifted in and out of consciousness beside him.
Sophie finally stopped crying after Daniel warmed a bottle at a gas station halfway there.
At the emergency room, doctors moved fast.
Very fast.
One nurse pulled Daniel aside after examining Olivia.
“She’s severely dehydrated,” the nurse said carefully. “Her stitches reopened in two places. Another few hours like this and she could’ve developed a serious infection.”
Daniel felt physically sick.
He sat beside Olivia’s bed all night while Sophie slept against his chest.
At 2:17 a.m., while the hospital monitors beeped softly in the darkness, Daniel made four phone calls.
The first was to his attorney.
The second was to a moving company.
The third was to a security company.
And the fourth…
Was to his father.
The man Patricia divorced fifteen years ago.
“Dad,” Daniel said quietly when the sleepy voice answered.
There was a pause.
Then his father sighed.
“What did your mother do now?”
Daniel looked at Olivia sleeping beneath warm hospital blankets.
And for the first time in his life…
He told someone the truth about Patricia Carter.
Everything.
"""""""She threw wet trash at the servant's face. The servant dropped her to the floor.""""
THE PINK DIAMOND
Opening
The slap of the wet napkin echoed through the grand ballroom louder than the orchestra.
For one impossible second, every violin stopped.
Every champagne flute froze halfway to someone's lips.
The stained linen slowly slid down the waitress's cheek, leaving behind a streak of wine, lipstick, and expensive perfume.
Laughter exploded.
Not because it was funny.
Because nobody wanted to be the first person to disagree with Victoria Ashford.
Victoria lived for moments like this.
Draped in a custom emerald gown worth more than most people's annual salaries, she stood in the center of the ballroom like royalty. Diamonds glittered around her neck. Cameras followed wherever she walked. Wealthy donors admired her. Politicians greeted her by name.
Or at least they pretended to.
She smiled as though humiliating another human being was simply part of the evening's entertainment.
"Take my trash, peasant."
Several guests chuckled.
Others looked away.
The young waitress remained perfectly still.
Her black uniform was spotless except for the stain running down her face.
She neither apologized nor reacted.
Instead...
She caught the falling napkin before it touched the marble floor.
That tiny movement made Victoria's smile disappear.
"You think you're brave?" Victoria asked.
The waitress quietly folded the dirty napkin once.
Then twice.
"I think you're making a mistake."
The sentence was calm.
Too calm.
Victoria stepped closer until only inches separated them.
"You work for people like me."
"No," the waitress answered.
"I work."
The ballroom became silent.
Victoria's expression hardened.
Without warning, she raised her jeweled handbag to strike the waitress across the face.
She never saw the silver serving platter.
It flashed beneath the chandeliers.
One clean sweep.
Victoria's feet left the floor.
She landed flat on her back.
The sound echoed across the marble.
Gasps erupted from every direction.
Security reached for their radios.
Guests stood frozen.
The waitress calmly placed the serving platter back onto a nearby table.
Then...
She removed her black velvet glove.
An enormous pink diamond ring sparkled beneath the crystal lights.
Every face in the ballroom changed.
Someone whispered,
"No..."
Another guest nearly dropped his drink.
"It can't be..."
The waitress looked down at Victoria.
"You've been insulting the wrong woman."
