“My little girl, I will come back for you, okay?” Ghost said, caressing his little 5 year old daughter's face. He was taking his greatest treasure to a juvenile facility for a predetermined period of time.

Ghost wasn't mentally well, nothing bad, he just had a lot of trauma and depression on him, and he didn't take care of his daughter politely, although he didn't do it on purpose.

The police forced him to send her there to be okay, until Ghost can be okay and take care of his daughter. "I'm doing this for your own good, darling."