Binod is in Sila’s parents’ living room, printing out fliers from the printer he’s dragged in from the spare bedroom. Sila’s brother, Dibaker, who has taken the day off from his store to come help, is sitting on the floor beside him. The couch next to them is littered with papers, maps, and markers. They’ve already printed a hundred copies and Binod wonders if that’s enough. His plan is to hit every clothing shop he can find in Thamel today, then go to the hospital to see his brother, Galen, and his sister, Anika.
Prabin walks into the room, picks up one of the fliers and looks it over, then says, “Are you sure you want your number on these?”
“What do you mean?” Binod asks.
“Well, you could get a lot of calls that have nothing to do with Sunita and Arjun. What do they call it, spam.”
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