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By Howanp Kons axp Davin Weg ’ | stops and reached San* Copytigha? 1975 Korine Stone, Al rights reserved. (“The three fugitives’ tf ™~ ATTY HEARST and Emily Herris waited ramshuckle Victoria ) ns, + Ly? ona grimy Los Angeles street, Fiohting their'emo- Emily’s knocks broug}s: 4 t tions as they listened to a radio rebrondeasting the 1,2 “You're alive!” Thea Y 4 et sounds of their friends F Sa dying. On a nearby cor- ! va eS “tiny ener Bill Harris dickered over the jie price of a battered old car. | ni Only blocks away, rifle car- tridges were exploding in the | dying flames of a charred bin galow. The ashes were still too hot to retrieve the bodies of the six SLA members who had died | hours before on the altemnoon, «: of May 17th, 1974. ° Bill Harris shifted impatiently as the car's owner patted a - dented fender. “I want five bills 4... ae for this mother.” © a The SLA survivors had only... , $400. Reluctantly Harris offered $350. The man quickly pocketed the inancy. Mimutes Jater Bill picked up “ Patty und Emily and steered onto a freeway navth to Sen 7 , ; Francisco. They drove all night Dongen cage og mag Sonny ; —the ]arrises in the front seat of the noisy cay ind Patsy in [rats and runway de back, hidden under a blanket. They were too terse te sleep, | inthe dirt under ie each gruppling with the aftershock ef the fiery deaths. hess in the Hy bag te: ‘ “They exited twice at brightly lit service station clusters | aichine gun. the § that flank Interstate 5, checking out cach before picking “Shhh.” what Jooked like the safest attendant. They made no other | Please shu ce athe an he re ct oer! “vo < ee ee es - Sets. Sal og Tate ge ae . t -—oee swe -_- .? 0 on ee enrememmmar mere t: = + soe ” ae ee ee ee -