Three cousins’ wives stormed in, interrupting Don’s working lunch.
The eldest loud and grating voice demanded, “You will free these slave women right now! And let them put some clothes on! I will not have my children around such sinful behavior!”
Don sighed. According to Kim, these three had done nothing but complain since arriving. “No, I won’t,” he said in his iciest voice. “And if you don’t like it, I can drop you and your families off in the now abandoned Jamestown Fort in two weeks.”
The woman went on in a haughty voice. “How dare you talk to me that way?”
Don didn’t have time for this. Making an effort to keep anger out of his voice, he said, “Carlos. Each of their husbands are to receive twenty lashes. If they refuse to accept the punishment their wives have earned them, kill them.”