Katrina's POV“Mum, it smells weird back here!” My son, Leo, exclaimed from the backseat, his tone annoyed and filled with disgust.Weird? Didn't Adrian get the car washed yesterday?Confused, I glanced in the rearview mirror, hands still gripping the steering wheel as I tried to ignore his dramatic, scrunched up face.Leo was only eleven. A kid. And kids smell weird things all the time, don't they?So why does this one time bother me? Why do I actually feel uneasy? Could it be…because of that night?I quickly shook my head, gripping the steering wheel tighter as I dismissed the train of thoughts. He was just bluffing, that's all.“What kind of weird are we talking about?” I asked, my voice slow and cautious, unsure of what I was expecting.“I don’t know. Like… fishy. Or something.” He shrugged, taking one more sniff before making a blehhh sound.My brows slowly furrowed together.Wait, a fishy smell?I signaled and pulled into the empty parking lot of a strip mall, the car immediate
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