An ambulance was pulling away from the park opposite the motel where Wiley was to meet the Winchesters. A police car sat at the curb, and the hunter could see two officers talking to a group of people inside the park.
"Shit," he muttered.
Mouth set, he pulled into the motel parking lot, parking next to the black Impala sitting in front of one of the rooms. Grabbing his duffel out of the back seat, he locked up his truck and strode quickly to the room.
Sam opened the door before Wiley could knock, standing aside so he could enter.
