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"In the back of the van, the teenager was sitting on a layer of small bricks wrapped in wax paper. He was clutching what looked like a slot car controller, his fist clenched around it. "Release-activated detonator," Ice stated calmly, "and probably at least half a ton of C4." "I've seen this before," said Vance. "You see how he's clean-shaven, head and all. I've seen this before in Yemen. He's been purified for the big bang. Poor bastard's well and truly been brainwashed."