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I took my son to get a rabies shot. There, I ran into my husband's first love, Anna Lynn, picking out a diamond collar for her Tibetan mastiff. I stayed composed, while Anna, looking guilty, tried to hide the dog behind her back. I couldn't care less what dog the Quinn family decided to raise. But as soon as we got home, Richard Quinn sent my son flying with a kick. "I've told you already that the dog saved Anna's life. How dare you let your son scare it?" I rushed over and hugged my son, his head covered in blood. I kept my head down, biting my lip hard. Richard broke my arm, then took the dog straight to Anna's place. The head of the bodyguards asked, "Mrs. Quinn, should I call an ambulance?" I spat out a bloody tooth, snapped a photo of my son's injuries, and sent it to the Northwave Military Commander. [William, the Quinn family made their move.] Three minutes later, a dozen armed helicopters were circling over the Quinn Estate.