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a hollow, dump sound. Yet another person has leapt.

Janokovic does the job quickly. For a brief second, he turns on his lighter, just
enough time for him to orient himself. He can see the cash register; it is slightly

open. He puts his hand into it; there is plenty of money. He fumbles around -

banknotes, lots of notes. He empties the cash register, fills his trouser- and
jacket-pockets, as well as sticking a lot of banknotes in his underpants. There is

more money than he had expected. There are two bags of coins. He takes it all

and escapes the wheelhouse and runs out through the park. Everything is chaos
now; there are sirens everywhere; he starts to run away. Although there are

many flashlights, they are all aimed at the Ferris wheel. No one notices the gang
fleeing the scene.

"The generator, turn on the generator!" A voice shouts out. Janokovic can hear

police sirens.
"Turn on the emergency generator!"

There is a bang, like when someone blasts a firecracker, and suddenly the place

is lit. Janokovic has come a long way in the distance that those standing on and
around the wheel and the other rides do not notice anything suspicious about

him. There are several violent screams, and now there is also a bank, which
when hundreds of hands and feet hit and kick metal, a strange, eerie, resounding

sound. When he comes to The Lanes, there is street lighting. A boy yells as he

runs in the opposite direction: "There is a guy who has fallen out of the Ferris
wheel!"

As he comes to Dayle Avenue, he enters and positions himself in the entrance

hall of a closed shop. In approximately five minutes, he will be at Curry House. He
starts to shake all over his body. Will the others reach out? He has never seen so

much police before, and will they suspect anything when they enter the Curry

House?
Two Indians from the kiosk a few blocks away stand discussing loudly in the

street.

A young man in agony shouts out: "Some have jumped out of the Ferris wheel."
"How did it happen?" One of the Indians shouts back.

The guy stops the moped for a short moment. "I don't know, I don't know," he
replies in broken English.