Red Mist
Red Mist
““I’ll be right here, giving you some room,” he lets me know.
The toilet and sink are combined into a stainless-steel unit with no movable parts except buttons for flushing and turning tap water on and off. I don’t see or smell anything that might indicate Kathleen Lawler was sick before she died, but I note a very faint electrical odor.
“Do you smell something odd?” I ask Chang.
“I don’t think so.”
“Something electrical but not exactly. An unpleasant peculiar odor.”
“No. I d...on’t think I smelled anything at all while I was looking around. Wouldn’t be the TV.” He indicates the small television encased in transparent plastic on a shelf.
“I don’t believe that could be it,” I reply, noticing water stains in the steel sink and a vague chalky residue.
I lean closer, and the odor is stronger.
“Acrid, like something shorting out, like a blow-dryer that overheats.”MoreLess
The toilet and sink are combined into a stainless-steel unit with no movable parts except buttons for flushing and turning tap water on and off. I don’t see or smell anything that might indicate Kathleen Lawler was sick before she died, but I note a very faint electrical odor.
“Do you smell something odd?” I ask Chang.
“I don’t think so.”
“Something electrical but not exactly. An unpleasant peculiar odor.”
“No. I d...on’t think I smelled anything at all while I was looking around. Wouldn’t be the TV.” He indicates the small television encased in transparent plastic on a shelf.
“I don’t believe that could be it,” I reply, noticing water stains in the steel sink and a vague chalky residue.
I lean closer, and the odor is stronger.
“Acrid, like something shorting out, like a blow-dryer that overheats.”MoreLess
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