THROW SOME FEAR
	The two men were dressed in black hoodies pulled up over low baseball caps.  They both had their mouths stuffed with paper and band aids over the bridge of their nose. They both were wearing black leather gloves and one of them carried a dark duffel bag.  They silently crossed a couple of green belts and entered a walkway onto another street.  The street lights were bright on this street, the neighborhood was very upscale.  A new blue BMW was parked in the driveway of a large home just ten feet from the exit of the walkway. One of the men unzipped the duffel bag and removed a large glass Gatorade bottle filled with a syrupy amber liquid that had a large metal pipe attached to its side.  The man with the device moved towards the BMW as the other man pulled out a small black pistol and hung back in the shadows.  The night was silent except for the occasional sound of cars in the distance.  The man placed the device between the front tire and the engine.  The  man who placed the device began to shake, his hands would not work right from the shaking.  A few wires were jerked loose from the fumbling as he squatted next to the car.  The man with the pistol quickly moved forward and pushed the squatting man to the side.  The man bent down and removed a long green safety fuse which he then lit with a lighter.  The other man was still squatting, so the man with the pistol smacked him into action.  They both then moved quickly without running.  Three blocks away they could see the flash which was then followed by a huge explosion. The BMW was completely engulfed in flames.