Riley’s heart pounded in her chest as fear tightened its grip around her throat. She could feel the eyes of the man boring into her, his words dripping with malice and hatred.
This wasn’t the first time she dealt with her father’s enemy. Heck…her own husband was his enemy, but she had never seen someone who hated him this much.
But before she could muster a response, River erupted in a roar of fury. “Take my wife? Over my dead body.”
The man sneered, his lip curling with contempt. “I wouldn’t mind if you were already dead, Foster.”
Tiffany and Lucas cowered behind the armed men, their bodies trembling with terror as they waited for the signal to attack.
River’s hands clenched into fists, knuckles turning white as he seethed with rage. “You think you can stroll in here and threaten my
