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44 FOR THE CRIME OF LISTENING

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ADAM.

I couldn't believe it. Binta was out of bed. It made me begin to wonder how long she was at the entrance and how much she had heard. I was afraid because eavesdropping on the council meeting was a serious crime.

"Young lady, you have no business here." I heard the chief Boka caution her.

"How much of our conversation did you hear?" my father asked her. There was a tinge of anger in his voice, and I hoped the anger wasn't directed towards Binta.

"Your majesty." Binta began humbly, "I heard enough to know that we are not safe," she replied.

"And why do you say that?" He asked.

"If the island is at the mercy of Aljanan Daji, then we are doomed. She is dubious and never keeps to her promise," she explained.

"And who made you an expert in the things of the spirit?" Chief Boka asked her.

"I am speaking from experience," she replied. I heard the Boka begin to laugh.

"So you admit you have used Mai'Aljanu's services?" The Boka asked.

"No," she replied, "I do not need charms or
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