“No,” Cristofer, who was now in the driver’s seat, responded as he started the car.

“But I can smell it,” Estelle insisted.

With a smile, Cristofer explained, “I didn’t have the mood to wear cologne yesterday. Right now, my body is filled with the scent of disinfectant.”

Estelle then nodded and thought, ‘What you said made sense. Yesterday, your arm was injured. Later, you went back to the Hans’ Residence and stayed downstairs for a whole night. Then, in the morning, we went ...