Now, the she shakes out her cloak, then her hair, and turns to the large 
front window. The window pane is veiny with cracks, as if it had been struck by 
a brick but not broken. Eliana points to a row house almost directly across the 
street. "That is where you will find her," she says quietly. "In one of the
rooms on the fifth floor. Striper is not there now, but she will be soon. This is her special place.
Her safe place."