The security guard recognized him and took the initiative to chat with him. "You are the husband of Miss Tate, the owner of house 13, right? I remember you."
Elliot's eyes darkened awkwardly. "We divorced."
"Oh... No wonder we don't see Miss Tate around lately," the guard said as he
retrieved the visitor form. "Are you going in?"
"She isn't staying here?" Elliot accepted the form but did not fill it in right away.
"Her door is always closed during my morning round, but I can't say for sure.
Maybe she is just resting at home. I think she got sick and is probably recovering from it."
Elliot immediately proceeded to fill in his information at the guard's words and tried to sound as casual as possible when he asked, "When did you hear of her falling sick?"
"About two months ago! She hired a new nanny, and I've spoken to that person a couple of times. She is a nurse, and she was hired to care for Miss Tate," said the guard as he studied the information Elliot had written down, before opening the gates for him.
Taking note of what the guard said, Elliot strode into the residential area.
Avery had gotten sick two months ago and even hired a nurse to take care of her.
Her situation had to be critical for her to have hired an in-house nurse.
Elliot hurried toward her mansion, and as the guard had said, the door was closed. The yard was abandoned, and there were no clothes hanging on the second floor's balcony. Through the windows, he could see that every door inside the mansion was shut, and there was no sign of anyone living in it.
He stood under the sun and waited, not knowing what he was waiting for. He could have rung the doorbell to find out if there was truly no one inside, but he did not.
His instinct told him that there was no one in. Avery was not there, but where could she be?
He stayed for another ten minutes, before finally leaving.
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