Prologue

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There was an awful load of noise and confusion on the road ahead. The bus, with number 7007 came to a halt. The passengers sat uneasily in their seats as they watched the crowd of people ahead.

The bridge ahead was hardly visible with all the commotion on the road leading to it. The crowd was getting out of hand and the passengers of this bus watched in horror as the crowd attacked the policemen trying to control them.

A little boy sat on the third seat from the front with his mother and fidgeted with a small cut in the cloth under his seat. A small paper fell into his tiny hand from the gap he made, which surprised him. His surprise turned to excitement as he opened the little paper, fold by fold, to reveal a math problem.

[(2+3x4)/7]x7 =?

Fascinated, he began to solve the little problem. He had just learnt the BODMAS rule yesterday, so it took him some time.

"Mother, I've found the answer!" The boy exclaimed loudly, which made everyone jump.

"What answer, dear?" She asked quizzically.

"This! This!" He waved the paper in the air with glee, "the answer is fourteen!"

And that's when the bomb exploded.

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