They listened to muted words passed, a squeaky plea, a curt retort, a door shut, the rattle of a key as it turned.
Then one set of footsteps returning, more impatiently now. Mariam saw his feet pounding the steps as he came down.
She saw him pocketing the key, saw his belt, the perforated end wrapped tightly around his knuckles.
The fake brass buckle dragged behind him, bouncing on the steps. She went to stop him, but he shoved her back and blew by her.
Without saying a word, he swung the belt at Laila.
He did it with such speed that she had no time to retreat or duck, or even raise a protective arm.
Laila touched her fingers to her temple, looked at the blood, looked at Rasheed, with astonishment.
It lasted only a moment or two, this look of disbelief, before it was replaced by something hateful.
Rasheed swung the belt again. This time, Laila shielded herself with a forearm and made a grab at the belt.
She missed, and Rasheed brought the belt down again. Laila caught it briefly before Rasheed yanked it free and lashed at her again.
Then Laila was dashing around the room, and Mariam was screaming words that ran together and imploring Rasheed,
as he chased Laila, as he blocked her way and cracked his belt at her.
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