Susan's voice sharpened as she became more excited. "Oh? Just a serious concussion?" Dylan said with a sneering look on his face. Susan broke out in a cold sweat. Wasn't that enough? Did he intend to kill Devin?
Dylan took a drag on his cigar and expelled the smoke slowly. "Didn't he tell you why I gave him such a licking?" Though still in anger, Susan became a little short, "No one saw what happened that night. How did you know it was Devin who…who pawed Savannah? Maybe Savannah took the initiative to seduce Devin!"
He chuckled, dusting ash that had fallen his suit, "You think too much of your son. Is he worthy of being seduced? What do you think he is?" Susan mustered up a tear or two, "Even if Devin had been touching her up, and nothing happened ultimately. After all, you are Devin's uncle, how can you beat your nephew up for a woman, and even remove him from his post?"
