Chapter Four
“What the f**k happened to you?” Clifford Knockletter demanded as he shut the back door to the bail bond office.
Douglas Knockletter’s head jerked up from where he was sitting in the chair behind his desk. He emitted a moan as pain radiated out from his jaw and mouth. A cold, damp cloth was pressed against his busted lip. In his left hand, he clutched his missing bottom front tooth.
“What the f**k does it look like?” Douglas growled up at his father. “God, I never thought there could be two vicious bitches in the world like Riley, but there is.”
“Are you telling me a woman did this to you?” Clifford demanded, stepping into the room and sitting down in the chair across from his son. He casually tossed his hat onto the desk and sat back, looking at his only son with disgust.
