[MaC] "Now we know..."

[Mel Mason]

>> > Outside, all was still in darkness, although the approaching
>> > dawn (it had been a long night) was giving shape and definition
>> > to the outline of buildings and rubble that marked the remains
>> > of the tower block that had once stood next to Mortmioan Mansions.
>> > Two policeman could be seen, close at hand, talking in low voices
>> > - at a slightly greater distance, a group of soldiers were just
>> > visible, focused on something on the ground.
>> >
>> > "Stop him!" shouted the Inspector.
>> >
>> > The two policeman looked up.
>> >
>> > "Hey - you can't go there, Sir!" one called, while the other,
>> > of a more practical bent, ran towards Philip, stumbling over the
>> > rough ground.
>> >
>> > The first policeman sounded his whistle in urgent alert, and
>> > the soldiers looked up.
>>
>> Philip didn't stop, didn't turn; he merely kept running, away from the
>> police, from the soldiers, from the scene of the crime, from the people 
>> who
>> knew his guilt, from everything.
>
> "Powell! I'll shoot!" Michael called after him, drawing his own
> service weapon and taking careful aim. If Phillip didn't stop, the
> Group Commander would fire before the other pilot came close enough to
> interfere with the UXB.
>

As Philip ran towards them, two of the UXB soldiers drew their weapons too, 
and one shouted, "Halt!  Or we'll fire!"