reaching the sarosh mehel , he paid the taxi driver more than the double the fare, he was asked to wait for him, finding the north door , counting some one hundred steps , walking in the north eaterly direction he did find the thickets, flashing his torch he did find the machine and wires and all that was he asked to do, suddenly realised the letter was not for him from a friend, it was serious business , meant for some fool to carry out , who did not know the difference of bombs planted there, who would just obediently follow all instructions
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