Chapters (73)
- LINE Of CONTROL
- Acknowledgments
- PROLOGUE.
- CHAPTER ONE.
- CHAPTER TWO.
- CHAPTER THREE.
- CHAPTER FOUR.
- CHAPTER FIVE.
- CHAPTER SIX.
- CHAPTER SEVEN.
- CHAPTER EIGHT.
- CHAPTER NINE.
- CHAPTER TEN.
- CHAPTER ELEVEN.
- CHAPTER TWELVE.
- CHAPTER THIRTEEN.
- CHAPTER FOURTEEN.
- CHAPTER FIFTEEN.
- CHAPTER SIXTEEN.
- CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.
- CHAPTER EIGHTEEN.
- CHAPTER NINETEEN.
- CHAPTER TWENTY.
- CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE.
- CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO.
- CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE.
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR.
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE.
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX.
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN.
- CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT.
- CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE.
- CHAPTER THIRTY.
- CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE.
- CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO.
- CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE.
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR.
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE.
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX.
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN.
- CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT.
- CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE.
- CHAPTER FORTY.
- CHAPTER FORTY-ONE.
- CHAPTER FORTY-TWO.
- CHAPTER FORTY-THREE.
- CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR.
- CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE.
- CHAPTER FORTY-SIX.
- CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN.
- CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT.
- CHAPTER FORTY-NINE.
- CHAPTER FIFTY.
- CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE.
- CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO.
- CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE.
- CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR.
- CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE.
- CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX.
- CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN.
- CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT.
- CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE.
- CHAPTER SIXTY.
- CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE.
- CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO.
- CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE.
- CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR.
- CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE.
- CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX.
- CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN.
- CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT.
- CHAPTER SIXTY-NINE.
- CHAPTER SEVENTY.
Reporters were allowed to make their news broadcasts or take their pictures and then were asked to leave. An officer explained to a crew from CNN that it would be more difficult to watch for looters if a crowd gathered.
Or maybe they just did not want cameras recording their own thefts, Friday thought. He was willing to bet that many of the goods that had been left behind would be gone by morning.
A few people had come to the marketplace just to stare.
Whatever they expected to see-broken bodies, the spectacle of destruction, news being made-it did not appear to fulfill them. Most left looking deflated. Bomb sites, combat zones, and car wrecks often did that to people. They were drawn to it and then repulsed. Maybe they were disappointed by a sudden awareness of their own bloodthirstiness.
Some people came with flowers, which they laid on the ground beneath the tape. Others just left behind prayers for dead friends, relatives, or strangers.
At the destroyed police station and temple, building inspectors were moving through surrounding structures to determine whether they had been weakened or damaged in the blasts. Friday recognized them by their white hard hats and palm-sized echo meters These devices emitted either single or multidirectional sound waves that could be adjusted to the composition of an object, from stone to concrete to wood. If the sound waves encountered anything that was inconsistent with the makeup of the material-which typically meant a breach-an alarm would sound and the officials would examine the site further.
Apart from the engineers there were the usual police recovery units and medical personnel working at all three sites.
But Friday was surprised by one thing. Typically, terrorist attacks in India were investigated by the district police and the National Security Guard. The NSG was established in 1986 to act as a counterterrorist force. The so-called Black Cat Commandos handled situations ranging from in-progress hijackings and kidnappings to forensic activities at bomb sites. However, there was not a single black-uniformed NSG operative here. These sites were under the control of the brown-uniformed Special Frontier Force. Friday had never been to any bomb sites in Srinagar.
Maybe this was the way responsibility for antiterrorist investigations had been parceled out, with the SFF getting the region nearest the line of control.
Friday was motioned along by one of the police officers.
He would not be able to get into the rubble himself. But he could still come up with some sound ideas about how the attack was made. As he walked toward the place where the bus had exploded, Friday used his cell phone to call Samantha Mandor at the NSA's photo archives. He asked her to search the AP, UPI, Reuters, and other digital photograph files for pictures of sites struck by terrorists in Kashmir. He also wanted her to pull together any analysis files that were attached to the photographs.