CHAPTER TWELVEThe newspaper kiosk is located at a corner of the street.The vendor was looking at the man in a white T-shirt lingering by the headlines. He saw a man step into a taxi. He saw another figure slide into a car parked nearby, tailing the man .Nwito abandoned his spot by the kiosk, he crossed the street and moved closer to Evelyn's shop.With measured steps, he approached her car, with his bag. No one questioned his presence. Kneeling beside the vehicle, he slid the bomb underneath, attaching it to the chassis with magnetic precision and set the timer.Evelyn's world was about to change, though she will not see it coming. Nwito had been patient. He left the car and stood just across the street, leaning against a brick wall, his arms crossed as though waiting for a taxi. In his pocket, nestled against the cold fabric, was the small detonator expertly constructed to fit the specifications required for the task. This job must be a clean one, something that would leave
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