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This is an archive article published on June 16, 2002

A reporter’s encounter with terror

I was already five minutes late for an 11 a.m. interview at the US Consulate here. As I hurried towards the reception area, a young man wear...

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I was already five minutes late for an 11 a.m. interview at the US Consulate here. As I hurried towards the reception area, a young man wearing a tunic and trousers approached me.

He asked: ‘‘This is the American Embassy?’’ As I responded ‘‘yes’’ and continued on my way, he fired another urgent query: ‘‘Do you know if the offices are on right or left side of the building?’’ I ignored him and entered the consulate but couldn’t stop thinking about him and his questions.

As the receptionist was making an intercom call to tell my host I had arrived, there was an explosion. She quickly to switch on the emergency alarm. Soon a cloud of dust billowed into the reception room and five staff members emerged from the American Cultural Center and described the damage inside.

As I returned home, I found myself thinking about the young man I had encountered. Did he become a victim of the horrific terrorist act, or was he the executioner? (LATWP)

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