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.

sergeant was responsible for recording. In the middle of the recording, the

the call, the sergeant 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

clicking his tongue. “The other party is definitely a

Whoever they were, they were certainly not

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

the record, Joyce personally narrated. After finishing, Joyce stood up, signed

got into the car and fastened her seatbelt, she said, "Yes, let's go back. We'll take

back to the Warner

find that

Why aren't you asleep? Aren't you tired?" Joyce quickly took off her coat and handed it

bath, but I can't fall asleep,” Anderson rubbed his eyes. "Why did you

shooting incident, was sensitive. 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

head. "Mummy had something happen tonight, which delayed me. Don't worry, Uncle Darrin has been with Mummy the

hugged Joyce.

said to them, "General, you should rest early.

Darrin waved at Anderson and turned toleave. "Mummy, why hasn't Daddy come home these past few days? Did you two have a fight?" Anderson raised his little face and asked. "I feel like

for a

"What's going on in that little head of

feel like something's off. Daddy is my Daddy, after all. No

very sensitive. It wasn't easy

to 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 best support we can give him. If he needs our help, I believe he will ask for it. What

yawned. "Of course. He's my Daddy, after all. Mummy, I'm

will tuck you in," Joyce carried Anderson to the bed, placed him down, turned off the lights, and comforted him to sleep. Cuddled in his mother's arms, Anderson soon felt drowsy and