A Punishment to Fit the Crime
From Justice For A Thief
Rebecca did not sleep. The pervading exhaustion and anxiety kept her awake—her fate so in doubt there was no way she could relax. Of course, being rudely bound and uncomfortably positioned on a hard wood floor made it impossible for her to find any relief from the ache in her body or the ache in her mind. She was stupid to get caught and now to face the consequences… she dreaded the idea. If only she’d been more careful, she kept repeating as she finally drifted into a fitful sleep.
As dawn broke, Rebecca waited for the outcome of her misfortune in fear. Her limbs were hot from the ropes, her head was pounding, her eyes bleary. She must look a horrible fright, but none would care.
Early—as the light of a new day was apparent by the
