Chapter 19
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usmen, giddy from his first success, was becoming consumed by his plan for revenge. He rushed from SeaTac arrivals to the car park, jumped in his car, and sped north on Interstate 5, covering the nearly seventy miles to the North Cascade Highway cut-off at Arlington in slightly less than an hour. It was now nearly ten at night. There was virtually no traffic heading over the mountain pass. He hoped to be home by one-thirty a.m. He went over what he would do tomorrow.
At six a.m., he planned to walk into the forest service headquarters in Twisp and go straight to the lab he had used many times previously. The lab was so ill-equipped that it could hardly be called a lab. But it had one thing he wanted to use, a reverse flow hood. He had no intention of transferring the old ba
