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Breath coming in gasps, one hand clutching the stitch in her side and the other holding Justice’s arm, Hannah ran down the street.
Angry shouts filled the street behind them as they ran. Around her, the half-breeds struggled under the weight of their belongings. Many of them carried small children. Hannah let go of Justice and reached out to take a baby from a woman who was struggling to hold a small boy’s hand as well as a backpack.
Justice moved in to take the backpack from the woman, slinging it over her shoulder. ‘We can’t keep this up,’ she said, puffing out the words, waving behind them to where many of the older half-breeds were slowing down.
She was right. They were in danger of leaving half their people behind.
Hannah stopped running, calling out for those around her t
