Chapter 717: Interesting
The scent of shampoo.
At different stages of life, people are often moved by strange, inexplicable details.
It could be a dried leaf falling into the palm of your hand, the bleakness of a snowy day, the absence of someone during a spring full of blossoms, or the scent of shampoo lingering in the summer air before hair fully dries.
It wasn’t strong—just a faint fragrance. Lynch couldn’t quite describe what kind, and he wasn’t the type to care about which flower had which scent.
But that smell brought him peace. Maybe it was the shampoo. Maybe it was the person wearing it.
He set Katherine down. “I just came from the State University. Your first project phase is complete,” he said as he casually gave her a light pat near the top of her hips—not quite her hips, but close. “Let’s talk inside.”
She let go of him and pulled him into the room.
“It ended about a week ago. I thought you’d be here sooner!” she said. Lynch closed the door behind them.
The apartment was neat and tidy, just like it had been before.