“I was and then I caught a scent.” “A scent?” I asked, my eyes narrowing. Jasper leaned against the cooler door, his head bobbing. “Go on,” I growled. “It was his scent.” “His as in whom, Jasper?” I said, drumming my fingers on my arm. “Give me a second, I’m building the atmosphere.” “Jasper, you’ve helped me out with some difficult situations but I will end you.”
