From a low latticework window down the east side of the Red Fort, pastthe Jasmine Tower and many levels down the Khas Mahal, it was justpossible to see the center of the plaza. A woman stood by the windowwatching as the crowd turned on the young men and, one by one, cut themdown. Then she saw a bloodstained body being hoisted above a black-cloaked assembly and carried triumphantly toward the river gate.

  There had been tears as Shirin watched. But as she turned away, towardthe darkness of the cell, her eyes were hard and dry.

 

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