“That’s not true, Brent.” Beverley shook her head several times. “I don’t know him at all. The man hit me hard and then tried to hold my falling body.”

Brent frowned. He lifted Beverley’s wrist, which had been red this morning. “So what about this?” he asked probingly.

Beverley didn’t know what to say. If she told Brent about Natalie’s bad behavior, would he believe her?

“See, you can’t even answer!” Brent ground his teeth. “Did that man abuse you when he ...