"Are you sure, Marie?" Carl Arbiter was dismayed.
"The bruising is severe on both legs and his back," the school nurse snapped. "Someone is beating this child! As vice principal, it's your duty to call the police."
"The parents will say he fell down the stairs," he hedged. "They always do."
"It's a short-term solution," she said firmly, "but it's the only one we've got."
The school secretary burst in, red-faced with excitement. "Marie, Sam Winchester's gone from your office and I can't find his brother either!"
"Call them, Carl! Now!" Marie ran out.
"Crap." Carl picked up his phone.