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Logan closed his eyes and savoured the unique spicyness of the Cajun. Spices, tobacco, bourbon and was that… blood?
A frown appeared on Logan’s forehead, now actively sniffing the air instead of the passive registering of scents. Remy’s scent was laced with blood, definitely blood, gasoline, motoroil and pain. Not a barfight then.
