"Mr. Foster had been drinking, and he is drunk. I tried talking to him but he ignored me. It was like he lost his soul." Mrs.
Scarlet was very worried. "I thought the two of you got into a fight again so I called to find out what happened."
Avery said, "Oh, he probably went to entertain some clients today and drank too much."
That comment reassured Mrs. Scarlet. "As long as the two of you didn't quarrel, all is well. I’ll go upstairs to check on him later."
Avery said, "I'll call him and speak to him!"
"Sure thing."
Avery hung up and called Elliot.
In the master bedroom, Elliot stared at his phone with bloodshot eyes. His mind was blank.
He had drunk a bit too much, and while his senses were still there, he might not be able to control them as well as he would like.
He was afraid that if he answered the phone now, he would start spouting nonsense. He walked into the bathroom and splashed some water onto his face.
His phone continued ringing. It looked like she was not going to give up and would continue calling till he answered.
He came out of the bathroom after washing his face, picked up his phone, and accepted the call.
"Elliot, who did you see? Why are you drunk?" He could hear the concern in her voice. "Mrs. Scarlet said that you looked
like you were having an out-of-body experience. Are you still there?"
He held the phone. He was there, but his eyes were steeped in ice. "It's still there. I saw a few old buddies of mine today whom I hadn't seen for a long time. I was happy and had a little too much to drink."
"Oh... you scared the hell out of Mrs.
Scarlet. She thought we had a fight. You don't have much tolerance for alcohol. Try not to drink too much next time," said Avery. "Do you want me to come over? The children are asleep, and I can drive there."
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