
Maxwell heard the door open and notice Tritch come in while he tried to stop his daughter from messing up his students homework. He was happy when he got the little peck on his lips before handing Aylin over.
"Mhmm. Hey their beautiful. I picked her up from dad's. Not the easiest thing to do. He was asleep with her on his chest and so I walked over to pick her up and I had a gun pressed against my throat. He was in a 'don't mess with my granddaughter' mood before he noticed that it was me."
Angel was an ex-cop so it was no wonder he had guns in his house. The man took his papers and sat down on the couch to grade them.
"You're in the same grade as Lillie right? Doesn't that mean you graduating in a few weeks?" He asked making sure he was right.