Okay, before you read this, make sure you've read the previous chapter. I messed up posting it so you may not have received a notification. Sorry! One more chapter after this to wrap it up.
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Mind spinning with plans for his future Hellish domination, Rodney entered the garage and froze at the sight of the supposed-to-be-dead man standing next to his baby blue Porsche. Tall, broad-shouldered and soaked to the skin, the man's dark hair hung down into his face, almost hiding his furious eyes.
Rodney didn't have time to do more than think "Oh, shit!" before someone threw an arm around his neck and jerked him off his feet. The next moment, a sharp blade was pressed against his throat.
Dean grinned over at his scowling brother. "Time to feed the fish, Sammy!"