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.Nor did she hear her window open quietly.She only realized someone was in her room when she felt a hand clasp over her mouth ami another hand move into her collarbone and press nerves that made it impossible for her to move,"Killing is bad enough," a voice whispered to her."But making children into killers is the worst crime of all.The punishment is death."When he had finished her, the killer took her body into the bathroom, where he ran a bath, forced water into Sashur's lungs, and left the body crumpled in the tub.Then as silently as he had appeared, he went out the window, closing it behind him.He moved into the deep grass, where his shadow blended with the other shadows of the night, and only the sudden stilling of the crickets marked the movement of the youngest Master of Sinanju-in that ages-old house, hardly more than a child himself.A happy child
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