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"Papa? Is the auntie dead?"

A conflicted look spread across Charles's face as he studied his daughter's worried and curious eyes. "I don't know, Penny. Papa still doesn't know, but I'm hopeful she'll be okay."

When the man ran away, Charles just let the officers do their job because his kid was with him. Thus, he didn't know the woman's situation at the moment. 

"For now, let's go first, hmm?" Charles forced a smile, trying not to worry his daughter so much. 

"Major, are you going to the station now?" asked the other man in front of them."

Charles shook his head. "We'll head to the hospital first. The officer can get my statement there."

"Copy, sir!" the man saluted again, but Charles didn't bother.