The other side.
Evening.
Aaron drove back to Khebury in a stretch Bentley with Luther, Joyce and Anderson.
Eventually Joyce agreed to go back with Luther.
Two days, there is no delay.
Most of all, Anderson was eager to go back and see it. He had never been to Khebury or to R&S Group headquarters, and he was curious to go back and see it.
Joyce couldn't resist him, so she agreed.
Before they left, they made another trip to the hospital to visit Julia .
Julia was the same, her vitals were stable, but she showed no signs of reawakening.
Clearly sensing that Michal is a bit anxious and depressed, Cecelia can only spend more time with Michal.
In the car, Anderson wandered off to sleep.
He lay on Luther's lap and slept comfortably.
The stretch Bentley has a lot of space in the back seat, almost a small event space. Inside, there is a refrigerator and a sofa, and a small bar for dining.
Luther waited for Anderson to fall asleep, carried him to the couch, and covered him with a blanket.
Joyce looked at her phone for a while, a little sleepy, she rubbed her brow.
During the day they are busy with their own work, and only at night they leave without delay.
"Where are we staying tonight?" Joyce asked.
"the Warner residence, okay? It's been too long since you've been back." Luther asked.
"Good." Joyce nodded, "Mr. Arnold is still there?"
"Well. He's always been there, and everything is tended to just as it was. Except ..." Luther paused, "except that Grandma is no longer there."
It is a fact that must be faced, although it is reluctant to say it.
The front and back are separated, never to be seen again.
Joyce, "..."
It is simply a place where there is no silver bullet.
Seeing her defensive look, he laughed, "What can I do in the car? You're overthinking it. Andres is still around."
Joyce looked at him warily. People who have no lower limit are scary.
"Do you want to take a nap? It's a long way to home." Luther patted his leg and gestured for Joyce to lie on top of him.
"I'm not sleepy." Joyce gave him a cross look. She didn't bother to talk anymore.
She suddenly remembered something important.
"By the way, I'll give Karl a call. It's such an important thing to talk to him about."
When she finished, she had already dialed Karl's phone number.
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