Bobby, Jerry, Angel, and Jack pulled up to the curb in Jerry's SUV five minutes later. They all jumped out of the car and ran over to the curb. "Brooke what the hell happened?" Bobby asked.

"You do this youngster?" Angel asked getting in Trevor's face.

"Wait a minute, back off Angel," Brooke got in between them and pushed Angel back. "It wasn't him he's the one who helped. I wasn't him it was this guy in the house. What's his name?" She looked at Trevor looking for an answer.

"Todd," he answered.

"Yeah, that's it Todd, it's his house, his party."

"Jackie put Paige in the car," Bobby ordered going to the trunk of Jerry's car. He passed Angel a gun, Jack a gas can, and held a gun out toward Jerry, but Jerry shook his head and put his hands up. "What Jerry?"

"What are you going to do Bobby?" Jerry asked.

"I don't know, Jerry, maybe kill him."

"He's just a kid."

"Yeah, a kid who may have raped a girl that's been living in our house the past month," Jack cut in.

"I don't want any part of this," Jerry walked away and stood against his car.

"Fine, stay with Paige, Brooke do you remember what this kid looked like?" Bobby asked putting his gun in his pants.

Brooke shrugged unsure if she would be able to point him out, "I don't know, maybe, I didn't get a good look at him."

"I did," Trevor spoke up.

"Good, let's go, Jack, Angel let's go," The four males walked into the house, while Brooke and Jerry waited in the car. They stood in the doorway checking out the scene. Bobby glanced at Angel and they both pulled out their guns. Bobby started to yell and walk through the house, "Detroit police, everybody out, 5-0-5 fucking 0, get out." People started to run out of the house.

Bobby grabbed the gas can from Jack's hand and started to pour gasoline on the floor. "Do you see him?" Angel asked Trevor looking around the room.

"No, he was upstairs," Trevor answered.

"Angel stay down here, get everybody out," Bobby, Jack, and Trevor started upstairs.

When they got to the top of the stairs Trevor pointed to the door. The door was closed and they could hear music blaring from the room. Jack turned the door knob, but the door was locked. "Hey, open up." Jack banged in the door.

"Shit," Bobby said pulling out his gun and aiming it toward the door knob. As he did that the door open and Todd stood in the doorway. Bobby pushed Todd into the bedroom and Jack shut the door behind them.

"What the hell…" Todd started.

"Shut up," Bobby punched him in the face. Bobby aimed his gun and shot the stereo, causing the room to fall to complete silence.

"What's this all about Trevor?" Todd looked over at Trevor. The two boys had ran in the same circle but never really got along.

"What's this all about?" Bobby started to pouring gas around the room, "Sit your punk ass down!" He pushed him on the bed.

"You fucked with the wrong guys' sister and now they're going to kill you, and if they don't I will." Trevor said as Jack lit up a cigarette.

"What are you talking about?" Todd asked. Jack handed Bobby the cigarette, who held it in front of Todd's face, watching him get wide eyed.

"I'm gonna ask you some questions and you better get them right or I'm gonna light your ass on fire, got it?" Bobby asked and Todd nodded. "Do you know Paige Mercer?" Todd shook his head saying he didn't know her. Bobby punched him square in the face, "Wrong answer, let's try another one. Did you drug her?"

Todd hesitated for a minute but then nodded his head nervously. "Did you hurt her in any way?" Jack asked and Todd shook his head.

"You better hope that I find that out that's the truth, not a lie." Bobby told him handing Jack his cigarette. "Let's go."

The three men walked downstairs, Angel was sitting on the couch drinking a beer, in the empty living room. "Everybody gone?" Trevor asked and Angel nodded. They all walked outside except for Trevor.

Trevor walked to the front door, turned around flicked his lighter open, and through it back into the house. He casually walked toward the car as the house started to light on fire.

"How'd the hell did that happen?" Jerry asked, "I thought you said you weren't gonna kill him."

Bobby shrugged and everyone looked at Trevor, "I hope his parents have insurance."