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Jemima took another glance out into the street. Things were definitely conspicuously clear, and the commotion a couple of blocks away seemed to be increasing. It was now or never. She nodded at Jess and ran light-footedly across the street. The further out they moved, the more apparent it became that not only the soldiers, but a great number of the civilians were being moved to one area. It was a fairly grim indication that somebody was being made an example of.

Progress to the store was easier than anticipated, mainly because there was literally nobody around. Even so, Jemima's heart was thumping in her chest. She approched the alleyway door which she'd always managed to pick to gain entry, and her heart sank as she realised that a padlock had since been fitted. She walked up to it, pressed herself against the wall. She looked up and around for other points of access. Well...Jessamine said she was a thief. If anyone was likely to have any ideas...

"Alright," she whispered, "this is the way I normally get in. Any suggesions?"