You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1710: Getting News in Advance

The shooting incident was a big deal, so Darrin proactively contacted the Police Headquarters while on the road.

After arriving at the Police Headquarters, they were met by an officer specially assigned to handle their case and make a record of the incident.

The officer's last name was Booth, and upon seeing Joyce, his first words were, "Are you the General? I've heard so much about you. Please have a seat inside. Mr. Gregory has already informed us to keep the record simple."

Joyce was taken aback. "Mr. Gregory? Karl?"

The internal information within the police department spread quickly. It had reached Karl's ears so soon, especially considering it was already late at night.

"Yes," the sergeant nodded.

“It's quite late, and it's just a minor matter. Do you really have to bother Mr. Gregory?" Darrin exclaimed in astonishment.

"Oh, no, that's not it. Mr. Gregory informed each substation a few days ago. If any matters concerning the General arise, each substation has been assigned an officer specifically for reception. After we finish recording, we will also inform Mr. Gregory," Officer Zhang explained. Joyce and Darrin exchanged glances.

Darrin coughed lightly. "So, Mr. Gregory is indeed Mr. Gregory. He plans everything so thoughtfully.” He had often heard people mention Karl's meticulousness and attention to detail, and now he had witnessed it firsthand. Even though Karl wasn't in Khebury, his jurisdiction was still in place.

Joyce rubbed her temples, realizing that Karl must have known about the shooting incident at the ice cream shop, which was why he made these arrangements. She didn't want to bother him with her own issues and wanted him to focus on taking care of Juanita. However, it seemed she had still managed to trouble him.

"Alright, let's finish the record as soon as possible. I want to get home early," Joyce said.

Joyce sat down in the VIP reception room.

The sergeant brought a laptop to record their statements and even made coffee for them.

In the middle of the recording, the sergeant suddenly

said to Joyce, "General, our officers have just arrived at the location you mentioned. There are indeed signs of tire friction on the ground, and we found a few shell casings at the scene. They have been collected for comparison with your handgun. However, the vehicles that were shot at have already been moved, and the surveillance cameras around the entrances and exits have been

commented, clicking his tongue. “The other party is definitely

were, they

at the sergeant. "That's alright. Let's continue

Joyce stood up,

fastened her seatbelt, she said, "Yes, let's go back. We'll take

Joyce back to

returning home, Joyce was surprised to find that Anderson hadn't

tired?" Joyce quickly took off her coat and handed it to Darrin, then walked over and picked Anderson up from

but I can't fall asleep,” Anderson rubbed his eyes.

It wasn't that he was afraid of the ice cream shop assailant. Rather, it reminded him of the terrifying memory on the rooftop of the harbor parking lot. That evil woman had almost thrown him off the roof. Whenever he

stroked the back of Anderson's head. "Mummy had something happen tonight, which delayed me. Don't worry, Uncle Darrin has been with Mummy the whole time, and he

reached out and hugged Joyce.

away Joyce's belongings and said to them, "General, you should rest early. I'll

two have a fight?" Anderson raised his little face and asked. "I feel like something's not right. Daddy doesn't usually act like this.

a moment,

Anderson's temple. "What's going on in that little head of yours? Why would we have

something's off. Daddy is my Daddy, after all. No matter what happens, he would

indeed very sensitive. It wasn't easy

be direct. "Anderson, I think Daddy must have encountered something difficult. He doesn't want us to worry. We won't bother him, which is the

He's my Daddy, after all.

Anderson to the bed, placed him down, turned off the lights, and comforted him to sleep. Cuddled in his mother's arms,