Philippa searched in Hla's bag, 'We'll need this.'
She stashed the blade in her left sleeve. Then, they walked in the opposite direction to the mosque.

'Here, this is where I heard yapping,' said Nick.
The mother dog barked to protect her pups. But, instead, Hla's knife slashed the bitch's throat. Then the pups' hearts were lobbed into a supermarket bag.
'Now we'll see why Muslims don't like dogs?' said Nick.

Nick, immaculate in his new white outfit, joined the morning prayers.
He knelt and mumbled like the others. There was standing, bowing, kneeling, and touching their head on the mats. Nick knew what to expect, and he didn't like it. The prayer only lasted a few minutes. Still, he ached.
He limped to the bottom stair and crump...

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