Voices drifted up to them from Rahab’s outer courtyard below, and after what seemed like hours, quiet descended, and Salmon took the risk of emerging from under the flax.“I think they’re gone,” he whispered to Mishael. “We need to get out of here.”“Don’t you think we should wait for Rahab? She said she would return.”Salmon considered the thought. It appeared she had indeed kept her word and sent the king’s men away, but to what end? Would they return with greater numbers and surround the house? He rose and crept to the parapet, peeked over the edge, and looked down at the steep drop to the ground below. He turned and hurried back into the shadows at the sound of footsteps on the stairs.Rahab appeared, her form only slightly illuminated by the half moon. He noticed the adornments in her ears and the way her hair draped in delicate ringlets beneath a veil she had pulled back. He glanced away, angry at the way his heart beat faster as she approached. How could he even think of allowing his feelings to betray him in the presence of a prostitute?She drew alongside him and motioned both of them closer to the small room they had used before.
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