CHAPTER 92

After completing the analysis report on the murderer, Avery slept until dusk before taking a taxi back home to Mid-Level Mountain Garden. Her family knew she would return that night and were all waiting for her. The dining table was filled with her favorite dishes. Although there was no foie gras with gingerbread toast or sautéed vegetables, there were still plenty of her favorites, like corn salad, sweet and sour stir-fried vegetables, smoked sausage with mustard sauce, pecan-stuffed mushrooms, and pan-seared fish fillets with garlic butter. There was nothing her mother made that she did not like.

"Avery is back! Come, sit down and eat with us," someone said, waving at her. Another was getting cutlery for her while another pulled out a chair for her. Avery was touched.

"It's already almost eight in the evening. Why haven't you eaten yet? Skipping meals is not good for you," she said.