After quitting being a hunter, John had made sure no one knew about Kyla except those he trusted.
His daughter was everything, so hiding her identity and keeping her away from many prying eyes was the solution he'd come up with.
"Your second eyes look so pretty, Vincent," he said when Vincent won't answer.
"Someone posted it on the web, including her photo!" Vincent shrieking, knowing what he meant. "I don't know who did it, but she is a target! John had enemies before he f*****g disappeared!"
Great. Now Carlos has to dig into every f*****g person John ever met and the case he didn't finish solving.
"Got any idea who killed John?"
Vincent's face was red from screaming. Veins threatened to burst out of his forehead.
"I can't, man. I can't tell you a thing on that. I'll f*****g die."
