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The Aviation Club, RAF Fairborough – Three Seconds Later
There was a crash from the Techno Zone, immediately followed by screams. Behind Petra, on the green, clinking glasses and tinkling lunch chatter paused. People nudged each other and gaped at people streaming out of the Techno Zone crying. A boy with a b****y arm was being half carried by a woman. Petra froze. She could hear the terror in the cries that carried up the hill. A siren went off. But the commentary on the fly past went on and on until it stopped mid-sentence.
‘What happened? What the hell’s going on?’ A man with white hair and moustache said to no one in particular. ‘Was that an explosion?’
‘Petra... Petra... listen,’ he was by her side. Rafi. He was standing right next to her.
‘Where’s Benny?’ Petra croaked. Her v
