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"
Has
anyone
read
him
his
rights
?
"
No
one
answered
,
so
Boxerbaum
pulled
out
his
rights
card
and
read
it
aloud
.
He
wanted
to
be
sure
.
"
You
’
re
accused
of
kidnapping
those
girls
from
the
campus
,
Bill
.
Do
you
want
to
talk
about
it
?
"
Milligan
looked
up
,
shocked
.
"
What
’
s
goin
on
?
Did
I
hurt
anybody
?
"
"
You
told
them
other
people
would
come
after
them
.
Who
are
they
?
"
^
"
I
hope
I
didn
’
t
hurt
anybody
.
"
As
an
officer
headed
into
the
bedroom
,
Milligan
glanced
up
.
"
Don
’
t
kick
that
box
in
there
.
You
’
ll
blow
it
up
.
"
"
A
bomb
?
"
Kleberg
asked
quickly
.
"
It
’
s
…
in
there
…
"
"
Will
you
show
me
?
"
Boxerbaum
asked
.
Milligan
got
up
slowly
and
walked
to
the
bedroom
.
He
stopped
at
the
door
and
nodded
in
the
direction
of
a
small
carton
on
the
floor
beside
the
dresser
.
Kleberg
stayed
with
Milligan
while
Boxerbaum
went
inside
to
look
.
The
other
officers
crowded
behind
Milligan
in
the
doorway
.
Boxerbaum
kneeled
beside
the
box
.
Through
the
open
top
flap
he
could
see
wires
and
what
looked
like
a
clock
.
He
backed
out
of
the
room
and
said
to
Sergeant
Dempsey
,
"
You
’
d
better
call
the
fire
department
bomb
squad
.
Kleberg
and
I
are
going
back
to
the
station
.
We
’
ll
take
Milligan
in
.
"
Kleberg
drove
the
university
police
car
.
Rockwell
,
from
the
SWAT
team
,
sat
beside
him
.
Boxerbaum
sat
in
back
with
Milligan
,
who
didn
’
t
respond
to
questions
about
the
rapes
.
He
just
leaned
forward
,
awkward
because
of
the
handcuffs
at
his
back
,
and
mumbled
disconnected
remarks
:
"
My
brother
Stuart
is
dead
.
.
.
Did
I
hurt
anyone
?
"
^
