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What Kelly did not notice were the hidden security cameras locked on to her nervous attitude. Warning signals were sent to security guards on the main arrivals floor.
It just so happened that each of the airport security personnel were having a particularly bad day too. The spouse of one had walked out on him that afternoon. Another, after studying her horoscope that morning, realised that she would not meet her soul mate the following year. Yet another was bracing himself for a poor decision he was due to make that day, and worried that he shouldn't have eaten that third subway meat platter. Already his stomach was churning.
Security personnel moved furtively through the large hall, picking their way between lines of eager tourists. Someone mentioned the word terrorist through the earpiece. Everyone tensed.
One of the security men unbuckled his sidearm. Another waved him down, recognising that the danger may not be terrorist driven and that panic would be a headline grabber. He loosened his M-26 Taser from its holster. This gun, capable of delivering 40 thousand volts, would stop a charging rhino. It should be more than effective on a lone terrorist disguised as a business woman.
The three security personnel closed in on the woman, slowly spreading to cover the angles so as to keep the business woman in sight at all times. The target was acting furtively. Nervous? Ready to trigger a bomb? Dwight Knowles had been ready for this moment all his life. His wife was bound to return to him if he was a hero of airport security, he fantasised, while flexing his grip on the Taser.