The key slid into the deadbolt. The moment the door swung open, a wall of stench hit them.
Harrison doubled over on the spot and vomited.
Sally pressed her sleeve over her nose and mouth. "What is that smell?"
Terence strode inside, face twisted. The air purifier in the living room had its indicator light blazing an angry, deep red. A second later it beeped once and shut itself off — the toxic gas concentration had exceeded its limit.
He pounded on my bedroom door twice.
"Libby! What the hell are you doing in there? Look at what you've done to this house!"
He pounded harder.
"Libby, do you even know that your father won the Family of the Year trophy today? You should be proud of this family! Instead you're holed up in that rat's nest throwing a tantrum! I should make you look at this trophy and learn what it means to be a decent human being!"
Still nothing.
Just then, the doorbell rang.
On the other side stood Officer Kevin Lawrence and two uniformed inspectors from the Environmental Health Department.