Last Night

Last night while my husband and I were reading in the living room we heard a car screech and then bang. Uh oh, I said reaching for the phone. My husband ran out to investigate as I dialed the police.
"Dispatch," the woman said.
"We heard a car crash, and my husband just checked on it and said there's an angry mob on 601 Johnson Street," I said.
"Okay thank you, we'll send them right over."
"Now they've moved to Wicket Street," my husband said pointing towards the gas station. I phoned back "Hi I'm the lady who just called, my husband said the angry mob from Johnson Street has now moved over to Wicket Street opposite the gas station."
"Thank you, we've got our guys there now," the dispatch lady said.