The two men crashed through the back door. If it had been built by men lesser skilled than their grandpa then it would have come right off its hinges. Riley slammed the door behind him but not before he saw Stella storming off towards the cottage. Shit.

Sully tried to swing on him, but he was slow and drunk. Riley pushed him away in disgust.

"Why in the hell would you do something like that?!" He asked in pure confusion.

Sully had landed on his narrow backside ...