So you searched every nook and cranny with a foldable mirror and flashlight to determine there's no dead animal?
The only way I knew I had a rodent in my dash was when it took two, yes two, mousetraps with him up under my dash. One fell out when searching for him. The other, small wooden, trap remains buried up under the dash somewhere.
You'll know if there's a rodent in there in just another couple/few days. I hope it isn't. It took me more than several patient hours to find mine. Th stink was worse than an episode (I'm assuming" of the Kardashians.
Good luck.