CRACK!
A whip lashed out, cutting short Phoenix Golding's smugness. She shrieked in pain. Jethro Golding announced, "Fourteen lashes to go!"
Phoenix Golding was drenched in a cold sweat. 'She knew she couldn't possibly endure another fourteen lashes.'
"Stop hitting me..."
Phoenix Golding wailed, begging for mercy. Her mind was growing groggy.
"You should have thought of the consequences when you made the report!"
Jethro Golding struck again. He was furious and resentful toward Phoenix Golding. She had brought utter shame upon the Golding Clan. 'From now on, that old codger Preston Thorne will surely use this incident to hold something over the Golding family.'
