Chapter 73: Stunned By The Outcome

In the bouncing truck, Adriel gripped a towel and scrubbed his face so hard it nearly rubbed his skin raw. He lifted his arm and shoved it under Vincent's nose. "Take a whiff. Do I still stink?" Vincent sniffed. "Yeah, kind of. Smells like cumin." "Cumin?" Adriel blinked. "Gasoline and cumin? Daniel, want a sniff?" Daniel kicked his arm away, all disgust. "That's not gas. You stink." Adriel froze, sniffed again, then cracked a sheepish grin. "Heh, that's just my musk. Still, I don't smell much...