my camera was stolen when my apartment was broken into a few months ago . the other two guards were prepared , with their spears pointed at him . she did up a long row of little hooks and buttons behind me , while i stroked the heavy , embroidered silk , admiring it . for taking more than one life that was not hers to take. he 'd been out in the sun , working since dawn to clean his father 's property . `` i would n't do that if i were you , '' said a shrill and familiar voice . 