A Maidens Grave

from the hostages as they could hope for, Pfenninger would blow the generator in the command van, using an L210 charge, known informally as a mini-Molotov. It was a small gasoline bomb sealed in a special fiberboard container, like single-serving boxes of grape juice or fruit punch. The container would disintegrate under the heat from the blast and would be virtually undetectable by crime-scene technicians. Properly placed, it would cut off all communications and seal the troopers inside the van. The vehicle had been designed to be driven through flames, was well insulated, and had an internal oxygen system. As long as the door remained closed, no one inside would be injured.
    Tremain would officially take charge and “declare” that the situation had gone hot.
    As soon as this happened HRU’s three teams would move into the slaughterhouse. Charlie team would use Model 521 cutting charges to blast a hole in the roof and drop two stun grenades onto the takers. Alpha and Bravo would blow the side and loading-dock doors simultaneously and enter the building while Charlie dropped the second—the flash—grenades, which would explode in a huge burst of blinding light, and then rappel through the opening in the roof. Bravo team would head straight to the hostages, and Alpha and Charlie would advance on the HTs, neutralizing them if there was any resistance.
    They were now waiting for three troopers who’d gone to check out the side door, the loading dock, and the roof.
    Dan Tremain lay prone beside the steely Lieutenant Carfallo and gazed at the slaughterhouse, which rose above them like a medieval castle, toothy and dark. The captain said to his troops, “You’ll be using four-man entry. The first two men will be the key shooters. Machine guns first, followed by shotgun backup. This will be a dynamic shooting entry. You will proceed until all hostile targets have been successfully engaged and neutralized and the premises have been secured. There are six hostages inside, located where I indicated on the map. They’re all female, and four are young girls, who may panic and run. You will exercise absolute muzzle control of your weapons at all times you are inside. Do you copy?”
    Affirmative answers.
    Then came the bad news.
    One by one the surveillance troopers called in. The reconnaissance revealed that the side door was far thicker than the diagram indicated: three-inch oak with a sheet steel face. They would have to use four cutting charges. For safety, Alpha team would have to be farther away when it blew than originally planned. That would add as much as six seconds to the time it would take to get to the girls.
    It turned out too that there’d been some construction on the roof not reflected in the original architectural drawings—a series of steel plates, covering virtually the entire roof, had been bolted into place years ago. The men on the roof would have to use a large amount of C4 to cut through them. In an old building like this, that much plastic explosive could bring down girders—possibly even major portions of the roof.
    Tremain then learned from the third scout that the loading-dock door was jammed open only about eight inches. It was a huge steel sheet, too large to blow.
    The captain conferred with Carfallo and they revised their plans. They decided they’d have to forgo the roof and loading-dock assaults and go with a two-team, single-door entry through the north door. Wilson, standing by the front window, would toss in a stun grenade, followed by the flash. This was risky because it would expose himto both the police line and the HTs; he might get shot by either. But Tremain concluded there was no choice.
    He needed another hour, he decided, for an effective attack—time to find another unbarred door or window and time to weaken the hinges on the fire door so they could use smaller charges.
    But he didn’t have an hour. He had twenty minutes until the next deadline.
    Until the next girl would die.
    Well, then, a single-entrance assault it would be. Tremain said, “Code word ‘filly’ means green light. Code word ‘stallion’ means stand down. Acknowledge.”
    The men responded. Tremain led them into the gully beside the slaughterhouse. There they plastered themselves against the damp earth and fell into absolute stillness and silence, for so they had been instructed, and these were men who lived by their orders before anything else.

6:40 P.M.
    Joe Silbert had taught himself to type