NOTE: In the second frame I called it a Bulldog sniffer. From last episode, we all know I should have called it "Bloodhound." It seems that Annette has found more than she really bargained for. It's almost as if she must have expected to find something much less threatening that would somehow explain the sniffer's readings. OK, it's really a bomb, now what? OK, let's see. She's a kid - nope, that doesn't help. She's a girl - nope, that doesn't help. She's persuasive - nope, the bomb isn't listening. Things that make you say, "Hmmmmmm." Will she run to save her skin? Will someone else show up to help? Will she throw it out the windows? Will the meeting miraculously drag on so the participants never get here? What to do? What to do! -------------------------------------------------------------------- This story begins here. The next episode can be found here. RodS' serial, Breitlenger Jar, can be found here.