Chapter 120: More of a Peck

I've ridden in many taxis, but relying on them as my sole transportation over the last week has been interesting. Each one smells different, most of them not the good kind of smell. Another whiff of body odor hits me, a storm front blown back by the taxi's heater. I release another deep breath through my mouth. I'd rather not swallow any of the dirty germs from the air, but anything's better than more of the pungent stench eating away at my nose.

The phone in my hand vibrates distracting me from my breathing pattern. A gag boils up and I'm forced to close my mouth quickly covering it and the bottom of my nose with my hand. The rose scented perfume I applied this morning does little to block out the powerful air.

Ryland: You don't need to worry about DashD97531 anymore. I took care of him last night. You want to finish the cave this morning?

I smile, but keep my mouth open and breathing on point. Seven o'clock came way too early this morning after being at Ryland's until midnight