That Damned Perfume
That Damned Perfume “Let me guess, same modus operandi?” “Yes, sir…” “No deviation? At least some new lead?” “No, sir…” “Damn it…”, I quietly cursed, lighting a cigarette. I inhaled once and held it for about ten seconds before slowly releasing it through my nose. I’m about 15 meters away. I started walking, one foot…
