A widening dragnet surrounds the radical underground
It began as a Brink's job, gorier than most, botched but otherwise routine. As police and FBI agents scrutinized the facts, the fingerprints and the getaway-car license plates, however, something larger, more complex, yet weirdly familiar stared back at them. The suspects were specters from a radical past: members of the Weather Underground, soldiers of the Black Liberation Army, onetime Black Panthers. They included half-forgotten radicals, fugitives who had been running so long that no one bothered to chase them any more. More than a week...
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