Chapitre 13: Chase

Ten minutes later, we’re standing in possibly the most disgusting room I’ve ever been in. And having been on multiple dead body calls and multiple elderly hoarder calls, that’s saying something.

"I think," Livia pronounces, bravely stepping deeper into the hotel room, "that it has a certain charm."

She hits the lights—only two bulbs buzz on and then one of them promptly buzzes back off. There’s a dusting of dead bugs inside the light dish and several fluttering alive insects right underneath it.