CHAPTER SEVEN
Arrested & Accused
The world of rapture and surrender moved forward for a season and a day. Days became less wicked, tortures more infrequent, the soldiers less visible. They had work to do. The whores had only to wait for the men to appear—that and scrape the barrel of provisions for something to eat.
Renee felt comfortable enough to move her two lonely charges into the attic of the house. She found a perch for them that was more inviting than the bowels of the earth. Johan was pissed, but she let him be. Even if there was a threatening love affair, she couldn’t leave the girls in that miserable place forever. Maybe, eventually, they’d blend into the fabric of the brothel unnoticed by anyone but the girls themselves. But that scheme was for later. Bringing them to the at
