Chapter 24
Taylor entered Molly's and took the last table in the corner. She needed to be alone and didn't want to socialize, so she took the don't bother me table.
"Hey, Taylor, what can I get you?" Otis asked as he approached her.
"Crown and Coke," she said. "And make it a double."
Otis walked back to the bar and made the drink. He looked over at Hermann. "Better get Cruz on speed dial. I don't like how this is going to play out."
"What's up?" Hermann asked.
"She's ordering doubles."
"I'll bet she flew that accident on 294. You know, the one where the kid got killed."
"It wouldn't hurt to keep an eye on her."
Two hours later, Otis picked up the phone and called Cruz telling him to get his rear end down to Molly's and pick up Taylor.
"What's going on?" Cruz asked.
"Man, she's shitfaced drunk. I don't know what happened, but she came in two hours ago and started ordering Crown & Coke doubles."
Joe hung up the phone and headed out. This was so out of character for Taylor. She always stopped at two. Something had happened, and he had no idea what. If she was as drunk as Otis said she was, he wasn't going to be finding anything out until at least tomorrow morning when she woke up with a hangover she would regret for probably the next millennium.
Otis nodded to the back booth once he entered the bar. "Did she eat anything?" he asked.
"She had a liquid dinner," he said as he poured a pitcher of Pabst.
"Great," Cruz said sarcastically. "Thanks for calling."
"Anytime."
Joe approached Taylor's table. He slid across the table from her. She looked up and gave him a look that clearly said 'Oh, shit, I'm so busted.'
"Otis has a big mouth," she said by way of greeting.
"What's going on, Tay? You never get drunk."
"Well, to quote the great Kwai Chang Caine, 'It has been one HELL of a day'."
"That doesn't tell me anything except you've had a bad day."
She looked up at him. "Are we having a fight?"
"Not yet."
"I don't wanna fight. I wanna go home."
"Ok, I'll take you home."
She picked up her glass and drained it. "Joe, I'm drunk."
"I know, Tay. Let's get you home so I can get some coffee in you."
As they passed the bar, Joe stopped. "Did she pay her tab?"
Otis nodded. "And gave me a 10 dollar tip."
"Thanks for calling. I'm gonna get her home."
