He drank his last beer, kissed his last lady and now there was only Sammy to leave; the last connection, the golden prize. His brother lived and the Devil was waiting to be paid.
He had tried to be brave, no cheating and no wiggling off the hook. He wished more than anything there was a way but the only thing that could save him was Sammy's death and that he would not do.
He could hear the approaching howls, the pounding feet and when Lilith flung open the door he slipped out of Sam's hands.
He never liked dogs.