“Holy shit.”
“Dean?”
Dean stared at the computer screen, ignoring the way the librarian was scowling at him. “Sam, I think we have a problem.”
“What is it?”
Sam looked up from the musty city records and a part of Dean wished he’d agreed to play with the building plans instead of doing the background check.
“I think you need to look at this.”
Sam stood
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