“Hello, who is this?” Mike Tedesco closed his eyes. This was to be his penance. “This is your executioner, you fucking disgrace. You wiped out my troop and my family, and you did it all for money and a promotion. I’ll see you in hell, motherfucker.” James Reece hit SEND on a second cell phone, connecting a call to the one strapped to Mike Tedesco. The phone received the incoming call and sent a burst of electrons to a cluster of wires leading to a blasting cap loaded with PETN. The blasting cap detonated and forced a high-explosive response from the 2.5 pounds of C-4 sewn inside the suicide
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