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"More like a fine spray"

"Just enough to make life miserable"

"And slow traffic," the deliveryman said with a sour face

"Have a good day anyway"

"You too"

The deliverye and ran it under the fluoroscope He stood back and stared at the screen as the X-rays revealed the object under the wrapping

He easily identified it as a briefcase, but the picture puzzled him

There was no indication of files or papers inside, no hard object with a distinguishing outline, nothing that looked like explosives He was an old hand at X-ray identification, but the contents of the case threw him

He picked up the phone and made a request to the person on the other end Less than two

"Got one for Sweet-pea?" asked the agent

The postal worker nodded as he set the package on the floor "Can't make an ID on the scope"

Sweet-pea hardly resembled her namesake She was a le and a dachshund Huge brown eyes, a fat little body supported by short spindly legs, Sweet-pea was highly trained to sniff out every explosive from the common to the exotic As the twolike a plu at a perfume counter

Suddenly she stiffened, the hair on her neck and back stood up, and she began backing away Her face took on an odd, suspicious kind of distasteful expression, and she began to growl

The agent looked surprised "That's not her usual reaction"

"There's so weird in there," said the postal worker