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HEARNAP — Part 29
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When we jorned the SLA we understood we'd have to
he armed at all times.”
The discussion continugd. The fugitives were weary,
But they clone to the SLA tenet ef armed sicugnle.
Jack could aot make up his mun. Seven years before,
during a “Stop the Draft Week” in Ouklaad, he and
his vale, Micki. fad converted their van inte a make-
shift medical center te treat students who had been
clubbed and bloodied by the police. That had been
their intveduction t the Movement and did set 3 put-
tern fur their stvle of radicalisnt: Their hotse was
open to draft resisters, evicted tenants 3nd others need-
ing a sanctuary. .
It was past midnight. Maybe the morning
potige. had the house surtuunded and were” ["pgaes pee eae ot Fyne aay aa
moving in for another climactic fusillade. Soretsas 7s soca POLY You SUT a
But the fugitives gave him no choice. He 7 e.e
was toll to slecp sandiviched between Emily Smad i elcu ye i Shae neg ot Cit
and Patty. Positioned at the head of their bed
was an arsenal of guns and grenades. Bill 3 a e 4% a ee
ote £ aes ayy tartare pract GE
turned out the lichts and Jack lay back, star- , wien OY PRiSIZF VLOG iS
ing at the ceiling. —
He couldn't sicep. Thirty minutes passed.
It seemed like decades. Then a loud crash
jarred everyone upright. Patty roiled over
and grabbed a gun in a single motion that |
she had practiced many times in the dark.
"It’s the pigs.” she whispered.
Someone had knocked over a garbage can
in the alley. Nobody said a word as the threc
funitives trained their cuns on the entrances.
Slowly Bill pulled bask a curtain and peered
out. He turned to the rest and grinned. “It's
enly a cat.”
Jack forced himself to auch. The others
joined in, a trace of hysteria showing in their
smiles.
Beneath the bravado in the gun-filled
room, Jack realized, there was a sense of
deepening desperation. His mind was made
up. If the SLA survivors surrendered their
guns, he'd help them find a haven, spend
some time with them, get to know them—
and write his book.
He settled into a fitful slecp, bis night-
mares filicd with roaring ames and eaplod-
ing cartridzes. His face still felt hot from the dream
flames when Bill shook him awake. The fugitives had
gotten up early and had reached their own decision..
“We've talked it over. If youll help get us out of
here, we'll leave our guns behind.”
Waiting at a pay phone for Jack to call was 4 pew
and unnerving experience for Micki. He had sounded
very mysterious when he'd called their New York
apartment earlier in the day, Without an explanation
he'd asked Micki to locate an unoccupicd pay phone,
call him with the pay phone number and then wait for
his return cull.
ae and Micki liked to work closely. Through 12
‘y@ers Of Jiving together their carcers often had inter-
twined in hoth sports and politics. She frequently ran
the ISSS and recently she'd begun writing a master’s
thesis in sports sociology and sturted work an a profile,
. of women in sports that was to be her first: book.
Fritnds considered her more radicul than Jack.
Michi stand fidgeting in the phone booth. It felt
Jike a sweatho, .
The phene rang. Jack's voice was shaking. “We're
gding to have three guests living with us—some people
whe nved total privacy.” Micke didn’t want to ask any
questions over the plone but she guessed who the
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plete die bonds. thot phan had been delayed whe |
Jack thew tot Kel{ out new he asked her fo sturt | the
looking Jor a etihouse. ; tat
Michi began chipping out chesdicd ads Frese the + ne
i Ties and the Vilhige Vaice. Por five consecutive days 5 ca.
j she searched the New York aan Peuasvivania country
* safe. She inspected ten houses, Nene were appropriate. hi:
The Pith was a wooden two-story house that stood fy
unpretentiously by a dirt road three hours west of New by
! York and a half-hour surtheast of Scranton, Peansyt-
!vania, where Jack Peak been a highs hed alice TA
| years before. The howe was owned hy 2 New York s.
City fireman who wanted $2000 far a summer's rent. . fi
' Micki wrote a check and phoned Sack. uf
|} Jack's schedule also had “been hectic. The fugitives - sa.
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staring at the c
ing. Then a loud crash jarre
everyone uprigut, Patty roies
over and grabbed a gun in :
, id q
tieed many times in ti ik
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had been outfitted in new clothes to help them blend |
l into Middle America. Their hair had been neatly ;
trimmed and combed, The new disguises passed their © -
first test with encouraging case when Bill happened t...
walk past the captsin of the Oakland police “Red:
Squad,” a unit set up to monitor Bay Area radicals. “L
almost fell over when I saw him,” Bul told the others | °
back at the hidcout. “But he just glanced at me aod |
kept right on walking.” : .
The next major problem was transportation.. Too
many wasted postcrs had been circulated to nok |
planes or trains. They would have to split up and ;
travel by car. Bill and Emily would get rides from |
two friends. But Jack would have to chauifcur Patty.
None of their other friends was willing to drive 3000 §
miles with the most famous fugitive in the country. ~,
Jack's curivsity ‘outweighed his fears. He wanted }
anwwers to the questions that had been nagging him. ;
Why had Patty converted to the SLA? Had she been;
'
the fugitives disism and she had yet lo speak a fricadly |
word to him, Hut mayhe that was a ploy to fool the |
Harrises. Once free of them, she might want t rejurn .
to her parents and boyfriend. . '
Linily and her escort teft on Friday night. The fu- |
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ake
tortured? Or brainwashed? Or was she sul ashostage? j |
She had been the most hostile to Scout’s demand that 5 |
wouldzbring a clearer decision. Jack rose to TH tag a en bd :
woul Cire fusitives gave him ne
Ps “You can't jeave.” Emily's command was ° <— 7 4 i
"precise. “You might attract attention.” Choice, te was to.d tO Si@Pr.
New Jack was seared. In his fantasies the ; : - KR
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