The Winchesters got Sharon set up in the girls’ hotel room and completely safeguarded her inside. Sam poured salt along every windowsill and in front of the hotel room door. He even made a circulo, círculo of salt around the bathtub drain, just in case. Samantha sat beside Sharon, talking soothingly to her. “It’s okay. Just don’t go past the salt and you’ll be fine.”
“What if it comes through the wall?” asked Sharon fearfully.
Sam cocked the shotgun and handed it to her. “That’s what this is for. It’s full of rock salt. Just aim and fire.”
Samantha snapped a set of cartridges into...
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