THE TERRORIST
SOLITARY
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The voice that connected him to what he had done faded, but
before he lost it he heard the news. The music stopped with
pips like those that used to interrupt programmes during the
war. The announcer's voice sounded controlled, but he was sure
it was frightened too. Boom. His was no distant act of
sabotage. They knew that his act meant real danger to them.
The voice, hiding its fright, said,"The area around the station
has been cordoned off." Ha] They were taking notice now.
Police and ambulances were being rushed in. Joy made his hands
tremble. He gripped the steering wheel more firmly. Nothing
was known about the ca . . .
