Channel Tunnel SitesAbshir and Galaal walked apprehensively toward the security post clutching their tool boxes containing the metal lunch boxes. Each box had sandwiches and crisps, sitting on a napkin, covering the explosive device.
They exchanged nervous glances as the Security Guard, checked their security passes, photos and names against a personnel register on his computer database. Satisfied, he handed back their passes. “Open your tool boxes.” After rummaging around in their tool boxes, he gestures them through into the construction site area.
“Phew, that was nerve-racking,” said Abshir. “He never even bothered looking in our lunch boxes.”
Galaal, lets out a big breath! “Yeh! Let's hope the next few days will be as easy?”
Having successfully taken all of their ten packages over
