Rebel
I stayed quiet and let Miguel and Trish handle this little girl. I was glad to see that Raf had his back, just like Dom always has mine. This girl is really pissing me off. But now I can't even be mad. She needs psychological help, not the Boogeyman kind of help. I can already see it in Trish's eyes. She wants to help them, regardless of what this girl tried to do.
I already sent Doc a message while we were talking. He messaged back with the name of a good place to send her. Before we left home, I asked Falcon to run a background check on her parents. "Can you please excuse me? I need to take this call," I say when I see Falcon calling. "Sure," Lyle says, and I nod and walk back to the foyer to answer. "Hey man, what do you have?" I ask when I answer. "The father sold his business
