Twist

His red Maruti was moving slowly towards the multiplex.
His heart was beating fast.
There were sweat drops on his forehead, which he wiped with his hands.
The place was crowded, it always is on Saturdays.
It took him more than ten minutes to reach the basement parking.
He lit a cigarette and waited inside the car till the parking boy went away to attend other cars.

He opened the dashboard. Two loose wires dangled out.
He took both ends and entwined them.
A red LED started blinking.
One final twist and he left the car.
Blast.........And soon Mumbai was rocking with explosions.