The plan

"How will they know that we are here?" Samantha asked because they had been there for almost twenty minutes.

She wondered how anyone would know where they were because she hadn't seen Clara use her phone since they entered this small crowded and dark room that smelled of breach and soap.

Clara was busy concocting a blue substance in a bottle. She had used some liquid soap, bleach, a scouring powder and some other things Samantha didn't understand.

"They will know. I already sent a signal. If I was alone, I would already have left," she said as she concentrated on what she was doing.

"Sorry. You are stuck here because of me," Samantha said and that made Clara pause and turn to look at her.

"It's not your fault boss. I am just worried for your safety and that's all. It's not your fault. If it's anyone's fault, it's those guys trying to get to us," she said as she got back to what she was doing.

"What are you making?" Samantha asked again.

"A bomb," Clara answered simply.

"A bomb!
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