Chapter 62 Naomi

• Naomi
• Anxiety climbed up in my throat, but I tamped it down, clenching the door handle but not opening it. As much as I hated to see whatever this was, I couldn’t look away.
• When the men started toward the women, I bit my lip hard to keep from crying out, watching as they grabbed them, threw them on their knees, pushed them against the walls. It was obvious what they were doing. I watched as some of the women tried to fight, tried to pull away, but were unsuccessful.