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Joyce turned the speakerphone on.
Before he could say anything, Franklin's anxious voice cfrom the opposite side of the phone, "Captain, | was trying to contact
you. Our location tracking system has also been compromised. Luckily you sent us the location and SWAT has been on their way to
save Victor. We wanted to track your location again, but the tracking system was suddenly broken. The technical department is
now trying to fix it."
"Got it, that’s not a surprise. I'm now heading from the 7th to the 8th Avenue, but | can't guarantee that we won't change our
direction. You should track my location as soon as the tracking system is back. In addition to my phone, you should also track
Joyce's phone as well." Karl instructed calmly.
"Captain, you must be careful. What are we dealing with actually? His capability has been quite beyond my expectation." Franklin
said with concern.
"Too late to explain. Hang up first." Karl was eager to cut the call.
"Wait, Captain, just got good news. SWAT has found Victor and is now taking him to the hospital." Franklin said excitedly.
"Great." Karl winked at Joyce, signaling her to hang up the phone.
Joyce hung up the phone in a hurry.
"For the sake of our safety, we should keep the call short. Our tracking system at the police department was destroyed, and it must
be Ricky. But it's possible that Ricky has another tracking system of his own, and he could track us in turn." Karl explained.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Hmm. | understand." Joyce finished the call and put the phone back in Karl's pocket.
This time, however, when her hand reached into his clothes, she felt smoist and sticky liquid.
It was strange. What could that be?
When she looked up at Karl, she saw that his face was paler than before, his thin, angular lips were trembling gently, and beads of
sweat were rolling down from his forehead. He did not look quite right, as if he was in great pain.
Startled, she hurriedly drew her hand out and looked down. She was stunned.
A shockingly bright red.
It turned out that what she touched just now was Karl's blood, and he was bleeding!
"What's wrong? You're bleeding?!" Her voice was instantly hoarse and tense.
"Did you just get shot? Where did you get shot?"
She sounded like she was crying already. Her hands kept groping carefully on his chest. Finally, in the left side of his abdomen, she
touched the sticky blood again.
"It's okay. It didn't hit anywhere too serious." Karl endured the pain and said comfortingly.
"Hiss—" Joyce ripped off all the satin on her own dress.
She turned sideways and wrapped layers of satin around Karl's waist to stop the bleeding.
"How can it be okay? Just now, the bullet shattered the glass, no wonder you suddenly protected me. And you got shot! Why didn't
you tell me. At least you should letdrive now!" Joyce's beautiful eyes were chewing on tears and she was extremely
remorseful. She hadn't even noticed. If something happened to Karl, how could she face Juanita.
"Ricky seems to be catching up." Karl caught a glimpse of the tears in her eyes, and his heart was instantly filled with pain.
Joyce took a deep breath, but her hands did not stop moving. She wrapped the satin tightly and hurriedly looked in the rearview
mirror. It was true that, not far behind them, a black Hummer was speeding towards them.
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