Chapter Thirteen: The Reckoning

Bashir was speaking, and Amatu was in a fit of laughter, her joy echoing in the compound. Ukashat saw the flash of her white teeth just as he drove past. A dark, burning knot of jealousy and frustration twisted in his gut. Is this how easily I am replaced? he thought, his hands tightening on the steering wheel. My absence has become her amusement.

They didn't see him. He slammed the car into gear, tires spitting up a cloud of dust as he sped away from the house. Amatu watched the sudden wake of his. . .