Price had all of his Task Force over, including everybody. Ghost, Soap, Gaz, even Alejandro, each of them being an Uncle to Price’s little girl who was still just a baby in his eyes. Price’s daughter was loved in the task force and everybody would pity her first boyfriend.

The second she came home from school and ran away from the them and towards her room, everybody knew something was up.

“I’ll handle it.” Ghost says as he puts down his glass and stands up, moving towards her bedroom.