Carl Sandberg watched the man in the yellow coat walk nearer. He could only see one man at the back of the plane, refuelling it. He thought the others were under the plane somewhere, but he did not know where.
Harald put his hand on Carl’s arm. Carl looked at him. Harald did not speak, but he was looking at the girl, very carefully.
As the door opened, and the man with the yellow coat came in, the girl turned to look. Through the window, Carl saw a man in a white coat run out from under the plane with something that looked like a grenade in his hand. Two other men in white ran out behind him.
The man’s arm went up and he threw the grenade through the open door. There was a very loud BANG! At the front of the plane, and a flash of white light that burned Carl’s eye. Almost immediately there was an even louder BANG! BANG! And two more flashes of white light.
