"They seemed nice. They said they'd like to see us again. I told them we'd be on the beach, and they said they lived nearby. They texted me half an hour ago, so I said they could come over. Was that wrong?"

"Was it wrong?" I snapped. "You're naked on the fucking beach!"

"I didn't mind if they looked."

"And what if they had raped you?" I said. "What then?"

"They wouldn't, Sir."

"Oh, and you know that after talking to them for five minutes? What if they raped Emma? Did you even think about it?"

Ivy swallowed. "I guess I didn't think about that. I was just trying to...