"Hmm." Tabby Teller didn't dare to hope too much.
Even though the brand-new intelligence network could monitor cable phones, mobile phones, internet users in every country around the world, every word spoken, every message sent would be strictly monitored by computers to filter out useful information, there might not be good news, perhaps even bad news.
Tabby Teller put down the teacup, pursed his lips, and instructed, "Increase the manpower to ensure the safety of Wyatt Perry's family."
"Yes, Mr. President."
Jayden Maguire left the President's office with a military posture, and Tabby Teller took out his phone, smiling at the photo displayed on the screen.
It was the latest photo sent to him by Mrs. Lucas that morning of the child.
The little one was bathing, kicking its little legs joyfully like a little frog.
When Tabby Teller felt tired from work, he'd look at the photos to relax. He was doing all this not only for America but also for his loved ones.
