Mr. Pickle’s eyes widened. “Lily? You mean Lily Gregory? John’s daughter?” Jackson’s confusion was evident. “Yes, that’s the one. Can you help us understand where Mr. Gregory lives?”
Mr. Pickle’s cheerful expression faltered as he hesitated. The officers explained the urgency of the situation, describing Lily’s call and the concern for her well-being. With a deep sigh, Mr. Pickle’s demeanor shifted from bemused to serious.