“Damn it! I will kill that son of a b***h with my bare hands. I know this is his doing. Can we take a team to Jamaica?” Jessie asks Sam. “It’s too dangerous. Going after them on their turf won't be easy,” he answers. “I am calling in reinforcements,” I say, and take out my phone.
“Rebel, I know you said you are done with that life, but I need you man. Tarone’s men took Phoebe and Sophia. They ambushed the team, and Caleb and Matthew are unconscious. Most of the team too. I know that doctor knows something. I sent Brady there, but I really need your help,” I say.
“I am on it. Send me the address for the doc. We will find them, brother. On my honor. Keep the feds out of my hair,” he says and hangs up. The paramedics run over to help the boys. “Go with them, we will handle everything here,”
