They got closer and closer, and each second they took to clear the rooms next to them made Andrew's head spin. It was truly because as they got closer to that room, the scent kept getting thicker.
Why the hell was Tracey's smell here? That rancid garbage smell made him want to hurl. The only reason he wasn't was because of Maxwell's scent.
Thomas and the others kept glancing at him, trying to make sense of the whole thing. The officers were doing their job, calling for Nicole, letting the other residents of the house know that they were here. Clearly, this was not the normal welfare check, but what could they do?
This was, by no means, a normal situation. Andrew was sure that as soon as pheromones were involved, the police had a rather different approach to the whole thing.
Andrew's gaze never left the door, and once the final door was checked, the head officer tried it finally. It didn't open.
