Chapter 6
EscapeThey left a couple of candle marks before sun up. Zula had crept down the hallway, past snoring doorways and trod quietly down the stairs mindful that the old woman could still be about her fussing. Slipping through a side window she scurried down the street, her stomach churning in a riot of excitement and panic. This moment had been some forty cycles in the planning and every night when some sweaty man was pounding away upon her, her focus had always been on this moment.
Her ultimate freedom.
It would now be her choice to whom she surrendered her body, and, at this point in time, there was only the one she wished to submit to. Pascal met her down by the gateway with two donkeys and they set off toward the east, into the faint glow of the rising sun.
They had travelled
