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And then there was the smell.
Faint. Metallic. Unmistakable.
He stepped back, hand instinctively moving to his radio.
“Dispatch… I need additional units. And send forensics.”
He leaned back in, more carefully this time.
A dark stain, partially soaked into the fabric of the rear seat.
Not a small amount. Enough to suggest something serious had happened inside that vehicle.
But there was no body.
No footprints visible in the dim light.
Just silence.