Judith

Jude stops just short of the line, peering past it at the men in the suits. That was a lucky thing. Hate to be stuck in there... She wonders whether she ought to go to the hospital, if the cleanup crews were taking precautions like this. Probably just paranoia on their part, she decides.

"Is it really that dangerous?" she asks the cop, figuring he might know a little more than the news channels on the TV in her flat were saying right now. "I mean—what was the stuff in that warehouse? Does anyone know what happened?"