A few hours after Zeke left, a familiar person returned to the bar. It was a burly man with a long, sharp scar on his left eye, wearing a double-breasted suit. Elisa raised her head, showing a look of surprise.
"Uncle Hullo, you're back…"
"Yeah."
Hullo sighed, walking closer to her. He took a seat in front of Elisa as he removed his suit, feeling a bit stuffed. He let out a deep sigh as he massaged his temples, seemingly annoyed.
Elisa furrowed her brows, frowning slightly.
"It didn't go well?"
"It went as badly as you can possibly imagine," Hullo spat out, taking a cigarette out of his pocket. He tapped the desk. "Give me a Solace Special."
Elisa's expression turned uneasy. She grabbed the mixer and a bottle of wine, and as she made the drink, she couldn't help but press further. "What happened specifically? Can you tell me?"
