He was worried, but he wasn't very good at taking care of patients either.

So he remembered Juanita.

In the past, Juanita often came to the police station for Karl, bringing her own bakery snacks, milk tea and a lot of other things. There were many times when Karl was not in the station and he received her, so he had Juanita's phone number.

He knew Juanita and Joyce were close friends, and after something like this, he thought she might be able to persuade Karl.

By the way, she could also take care of Karl. Anyway, girls were certainly better than he was at something like this. She was more careful and she could cook.

Juanita used the code given to her by Franklin, unlocked the door and entered Karl's home.

This was the first time she had been in the apartment of a man.

It was not quite like what she expected.

Karl's home was neat and clean just like what he usually was.

in his apartment. The décor used a lot of

In the middle of the room, there was a European-style bed and Karl was lying on the bed. He was

thermos in her hand, which contained the

and reached out to feel

experience, he must be

fever must be reduced

of the past few days made her feel like she was in a dream. She only learned about what happened when she saw the news. Joyce was her best friend, and she fell off a cliff. No one could find her, and after so many days, they could not

eyes were swollen from crying, and yet she was full of expectation and anxiety, and then, she began to lose her faith and felt disappointed gradually. In the end, despair was the only thing she

day was spent

was immersed in an atmosphere of grief, and none of

news broadcast every day and waiting for

given up hope, and they

Life must go on.

there was a tacit agreement that no one would

this time, she often

wanted to ask Karl for the latest

never answered her phone or replied to her text messages. The Second Precinct was even

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255