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"I don't think we can go back to my home," Hanana said. "They might look there. I'm sure Bariri will be giving the police a description of me and the others right now. And it wouldn't be that hard to figure out where we live. They'll be going after Samama too, so we can't even go near her house, which excludes your house from the list of hiding places." "We're not trapped yet," Yukiki said. "There's a place where we can hide. Putata and Mekeke know where to go and I'm willing to bet Samama knows where too." "How far away is it?" "We can make it on foot. Keep up with me." He sped up even more.  Hanana followed as best she could. She grasped...

       Hanana was unable to prevent herself from gasping and doubled over coughing from the pipe smoke.  "Assassins?" she cried. "But you-I-how does this even…" Yukiki's expression betrayed that he was expecting this. Samama burst in. She took a quick inventory of the scene and shouted, "I told you not to smoke inside! Not in my house! Get out!" Yukiki jumped up from the chair and dashed out of the room. Samama rubbed her temples and groaned. She sat down next to Hanana on the sofa. "Are you alright?" "Just…" Hanana put a hand to her forehead. "A bit shocked." "I'll go fetch your tea," Samama said, standing up. Hanana let herself lie down,...