BLOOD BOUND
Including me, but I'm not afraid of dying because I'm old enough.
Sera was unwell. They had looked for bombs. Three times. "You're wondering how," Dietrich remarked, as if he could read her mind. "Easy. I didn't put them down today. I put them there thirty years ago while this theater was being fixed up. Built into the walls, the foundation, and the whole building. "Waiting for the right time."
For thirty years. He had been planning this for 30 years, preparing for a peace effort that wasn't even on the table yet. The size was mind-boggling. What do you want?