grabbed a rifle from a terrified comrade. it jammed. when kasab returned fire, in desperation, the policeman hurled a plastic chair. now the gunman fired through the station windows shooting down a plainclothes policeman. the wednesday night traffic passed by, the drivers oblivious to the horror inside. an hour and a half had passed since kasab and ishmael had come ashore with their eight accomplices. now they walked out of the station and melted into the darkness. with the terrorists gone, the railway police rush out of hiding, weapons at the ready. kasab and ishmael had killed 52 people at the station and wounded more than 100.