Frowning through the windshield, Dean Winchester soldiered on through the rain that peltered against the Impala as she drove along the highway. He had to hit this place tonight, or miss his chance to be fresh on the scene of what had happened. Voodoo. Messy business people got involved in because they wanted to look cool, or mess in something that was just this side of commercialised it had to be safe. Morons.