Chapter 49

• Back in the tiny apartment where the Banks siblings stayed, Anson paced back and forth in front of his window sill.
• What next? he wondered, biting at his fingernails nervously. He had found the source of the scent. It was a unisex perfume called Suede Pony.
• Anson had spent the past few days scouring over every perfume shop he could find and inhaling so many scents that his nose suffered from temporary anosmia. But in the end, a kind sales lady who stuffed the coffee beans in front of his nose finally found what he was looking for.