Juanita's eyes were full of appreciation, and when she looked at Karl again, she could not take her eyes off him anymore.
Joyce giggled, nudged Juanita, and glared at her, "Be serious! What happened to your manners?"
Juanita did not have much to say for her statement and it did not take long for her.
When she finished her statement, she didn't forget to squeeze her narrow eyes toward Karl, and her voice was sweet, "Officer, I don't have a good memory, so how can I contact you in case I suddenly remember any details. How about you give me your number?"
Juanita was always the petite and cute type, with perfect almond eyes and cherry lips, and she had those two sweet dimples when she was smiling.
Karl, still expressionlessly, did not even look up, "Just call 110 and transfer to our precinct."
"Hmph!" Juanita rolled her eyes at him.
At this point, Luther seemed to suddenly remember something.
He took a gun permit out of his suit pocket and handed it to Joyce, "Your gun permit, just take it."
Joyce took it and opened her mouth, but couldn't really say a thank you to the man.
Gun permits would only be granted to special people in high society, and she knew how hard this could be. And she really liked the gift in particular and felt touched by what he had done. But when she thought about how he and Charlotte kissed this morning, she felt kind of lost.
"No need to thank me." Luther, as if he could see what was on her mind, rebuffed her coldly.
"…"
"It's your turn to take statements." Karl broke the stagnant atmosphere between the two of them.
The next two statements taken by Joyce and Luther took more than an hour, as they got involved throughout the entire incident. Juanita felt bored on a bench not far away, waiting for Joyce.
On the other hand, in the interrogation room, Lauren was extremely emotional.
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