There had been three simultaneous car bombs in Los Angeles two months ago and in Chicago, terrorists had barred all exit doors of a nightclub and exploded an incendiary grenade inside.
Before Harry could stop the image, he imagined a bright flash as tables splintered, acoustic tiles blew off, and hot shrapnel sliced through arms and legs. All that before anyone could scream. The thought choked him. He swallowed hard several times before putting the magazine back in the rack and straightening the copies behind it. Thank goodness for the safety of small towns.
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Harry Longmeadow flees Philadelphia to escape the big-city terrorism that took his brother’s life. The secret underground shelter he builds in rural north central Pennsylvania is designed to withstand any form of attack. But when an assault comes, the biggest threat isn’t nuclear fallout, but a female writer and homicide charges, for which he has no preplanned defenses.
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