Reumah’s sultry pose, and the image of Konath gazing at her body, stunned Hannah’s morality. Konath’s wrath-filled eyes chilled her blood. She hesitated at the top of the stairs. Did she dare run down into the camp? No. She did not need a crowd of leering men to watch her punishment. Racing to her room, she flattened her back against the wall and prayed the couple would return to their adultery. Pounding footsteps echoed down the hallway. Konath was coming. Mereb had vanished. She tried to calm her breathing. Her chest burned for air. God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob, do not abandon me now. “You dog.” Konath was upon her. He clenched her throat with calloused hands still warm from sin. “Forgetting your place has ruined my night.” Hannah’s face grew hot. Her temples drummed a deafening beat. An apology gurgled in her voice box. Konath relaxed his grip. She renewed her apology. He butted her head into the wall. A confusion of light and lines blurred her vision as if she had stared at a candle flame for too long.
