Shemer’s Hill, Samaria, Israel
Obadiah sat on the veranda of the new King Jeroboam Inn and pointed a cucumber slice at Ahab. “Tell me, my prince, does Jezebel really have fourteen hairdressers?”
A chuckle came from a nearby bodyguard.
Obadiah planted his feet wide, locked eyes with Ahab, and laughed. “Business basics, my prince. He cheats on his wife. Any man who cheats on his wife will cheat on me.”
“You’re nuts, Biah. You’ll never accomplish a thing.”