Quickly, he started walking towards the little girl. He guessed her age to be about eight, the same age as the little girl into whose hands a bouquet of flowers with a bomb hidden in it was placed after which the bomb went off snuffing life out of her.
“Can I have a look at it?” he said when he got to her. Then he leaned forward and took the flowers from the girl. He expected the bomb to blast when he did so but nothing happened. He realized he was trembling as he parted the flowers, looking for any explosive hidden in it. He found none. He heaved a sigh of relief as he handed the flowers b