It’s 3 am, we have driven all the way through the major city. We have been driving with the windows down to keep track of Nina’s scent. Leon is growing weary and tired.
‘Leon, maybe I should drive for a while?’
‘No, Nina’s scent is becoming fainter. We don’t have time to pull over, not even for a moment. You know last time I came through this city to track down a scent, it was to find your mother after Alice the cook threatened to kill her.’
‘Why would the cook threaten to kill my mother?’