Dollars and Scents
Brigit
As her partner led her into the bank building again, Brigit raised her nose in the air and twitched her nostrils.
Wow. This place reeks.
She smelled the mentholated shaving cream, the adhesive, and the gasoline, bananas, and marijuana her nose had followed to the bus stop. Those odors were stronger here inside, where the building had trapped the smells.
Her sensitive nose also picked up the pine-scented cleaner the custodians had used to clean the floor, the sausage someone in the crowd had eaten for breakfast, a woman’s vanilla body spray, and, of course, the smell of paper money and coins.
But by far, the most prevalent scents were human fear pheromones and adrenaline. Something had taken place here recently. Brigit didn’t know what exactly, but whatever happened had been big.