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From outside the entrance to Amhranai's hut there was a loud knocking and a familiar voice muffled by the wood scolded, "KA- RA- KA! You in dere?! You an Miss Amhranai can do what you gunna do later! Chukwuebuka's all done with Azubuike's body an we gotta go now, ya ken?"
A big grin split the spear-woman's face, Karaka, Drakarwa, and a few others turning in interest. "Uh-huh. Seem like Miss Amhranai ain't the only one wit fancy friends. Dat Princess want to see Amelia and she had a paper dat said she should come an visit. You chew on dat for a bit, huh?"
"So, about dat witch..." Adhiambo paused, glancing towards Karaka as he crouched by the side of the dead man. "You talkin' about dat Echorn girl?" She shook her head, jovial expression becoming more grave for a moment, "Someting wrong wit her. She ain't actin' like da girl I use ta know. I seen her sistah, Amoya, though. She come by in the dark last night. We stop and talk cause you know someting wrong when she come round here." With a sudden grin she pointed at the dead man and said, "Eh, mebbe she's a seer now too, come down from the city to see your handiwork, huh Miss Amhranai?" |
