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Humanitarian Law Centerthem when they were made to go through Selatin’s yard to Naim Gashi’s.The youngest one and the one with the beard went with them.There were a lot of police in Naim’s yard; they broke down the fence. A tallone with a short beard ordered the women to take off their headscarves.They searched Shpetim and Arbër, found their marbles and threw themaway. A tall one with short curly hair pulled out Shefkate, put his hands inher pockets, and threw the dinars he found all around. Then he took herto the old house at the bottom of Naim’s yard and dragged her inside.The children saw this just before they were made to go into Halim’s yard,which was also full of police, and then out into Rahmana Morine Street.There were all kinds of uniforms in the street: military, police, men in civilianpants and military camouflage tops, or police pants and military tops.They had poles and axe handles with which they smashed shop windows,and swore all the time. They [Albanian civilians] were made to go in the directionof the police station, in a column with old Hamdi at its head.They were ordered to halt outside the Drini Cafe. A man in police pants andmilitary top started yelling at old Hamdi, knocked off his white cap andslapped him. Then he ordered another one to take Hamdi into the cafe andpointed to Selman Gashi, who was in the column, standing near a store.The other one led both of them into the cafe and, a few moments later, thechildren heard two shots. The women and children were told to go back towhere they had come from.They returned to Halim’s yard where they found Shefkate whom they hadleft in Naim’s yard, and the same police who had driven them out before.They saw the policeman who had dragged Shefkate into Naim’s old house.A policeman started yelling at Fexhrie, took out his knife and hit her on thehead with the hilt. The same policeman pulled Shefkate by her hair, andthey saw her crying and saying something to him. She was the only onewho spoke Serbian. As the children watched, the policeman pushed Shefkateand shot her in the back. She fell down and he fired another shot ather. The children started crying. They were facing the policeman when hethrew away his empty rifle, took a loaded one and fired at them. The womenand children fell down beside the wall of the house. Saranda heardthe sound of a new clip being put in a gun and then felt more bullets hittingher. At one point, she raised her head and saw her younger brother96