“YOU BEAT A SEVENTEEN YEAR OLD KID!?” Riley roared from across the table.

River jolted back as if physically struck. “Jacob is almost eighteen, and I didn’t personally beat him. I merely used my men to…”

“River Matthew Foster!” Riley cried and turned to Sky and Lucas. “Cover your ears while I talk to your father, kids.”

Both Lucas and Sky put their hands on their ears without argument.

Riley turned back to River. “What the fuck is wrong with you!?” She glared at ...