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walk ed through the museums, do ing anything that normal people might do.  But one day, she’d come up with the idea of actually helping people.  She’d read so many medical books, pouring through the information and was always fascinated by how the body worked and healed . 
    So instead of just wandering about the capital city aimlessly, she started looking for a group of people, men or women with specific skills who could go out and find people who needed help.  They would then combine their areas of expertise to make a difference, to help the people who couldn’t get help anywhere else. 
    Sometimes, it was just smuggling medicine across the border, paid for with her own money and never stolen, but medicine needed to go through so many official channels and so much of it was siphoned off by those who claimed to be officials.  Those ‘officials’ would sell off the medicine on the black market whereas her way brought the medicine directly to the people who needed it the most. 
    She never dispersed medicine, only giving it to qualified doctors who were trustworthy and dedicated.  S he only performed minor medical attention.  She was sort of like a paramedic who could help people just until she and her team could get the person trained medical treatment. 
    She wished she’d been allowed to attend medical school.  But she didn’t dare ask for something so outrageous.  Rashid would never allow it anyway, so she hadn’t wasted her breath. 
    She carefully moved the cover of shoes that hid the secret passa g e way.  Not even the servants who cleaned her room knew of this opening and she was careful to maintain its secrecy.  Opening the trap door, she slithered into the tunnel and down the ladder, careful to close the door as soon as she was through and make sure it was sealed shut with the lock bolted on her side . 
    Within five minutes of her leaving her bedroom , she was outside the palace walls and gave the signal – a small pen light flashed three times in the direction of the palace kitchens .  A black van immediately pulled up and she quickly jumped in the side door.  The van was already speeding up by the time she had both feet on the floorboards while someone else slammed the door shut. 
    There was a team of five people in the van but no time for greetings.  As soon as she was seated, a map was pulled out and the information on the situation relayed to the team.  They went through the details they knew about so far, questions asked, answers given.  Meanwhile, they drove through the night towards the border to Silaria . 
    As they approached the target area, Isla picked up her pack and went through the contents, ensuring that she had everything she might need. 
    Tonight, it was a gang war that had started brewing a few days ago after the death of a member.  One side accused the other of murder, the other side called back that the deceased had been on their turf.  The battle lines had been drawn up years ago when Silaria was at war for power.  El-Hamin still hadn’t used his formidable might to quell these kinds of problems in the border towns, and often the power vacuum manifested itself in these little fiefdoms where a cruel , petty tyrant claimed power.  
    This was one area in which she wished El-Hamin would just put his army down and get rid of the problem.  She’d patched up several innocent bystanders in the dark of night because of these nasty bullies and she was sick of it.  Women and children, farmers who were just trying to get their crops to market, small businessmen or women who wanted to make a living for their family, all of them were impacted by these turf battles.  El-Hamin needed to get rid of these stupid fights and lay down a law of justice instead of a law of fear. 
    Her team stopped the van several blocks away and walked the rest of the way to where they’d been told the violence would be occurring.  She was standing in the shadows while Dinan, the negotiator on