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It took over two hours for the bomb squad to arrive and certify that the undercarriage and trunk were clear of any explosive devices. Two hours of sidelong glances piercing me with curiosity and judgment. Everyone would want to know what had gone wrong. Had the rookie f****d up his first assignment? And I couldn’t even clear my name because I had no f*****g clue how I’d been made. For all I knew, we had a rat in the department. That one tendril of hope buoyed me through the early hours of the morning while we waited. Before the bomb squad could turn the car back over to us, they had to open the doors to do a precautionary sweep of the inside. Ready to get our hands back on the car, my team lifted the main hangar door constituting most of the front of the building and watched the technician
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