The bottom
With a courageous spirit, Ramirez crouched beneath the car, investigating the tantalizing scent that had eluded them for so long. His hand patted the underbelly, and lo and behold, something popped out—a metal shard, right below the front seat.
The airborne metal landed before Ramirez’s eyes, a tiny revelation in his grasp. A mysterious powder clung to its surface, arousing Rick’s canine instincts. Traces of the illegal substance they had been hunting! But where was the remainder of the clandestine cargo?