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𝗝𝗨𝗡𝗘 𝟮𝟯, 𝟮𝟬𝟬𝟲 𝖭𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖺'𝗌 𝖯𝖮𝖵
𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐀 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐃𝐀𝐘, the three of us were fully immersed and dedicated to the task at hand—getting ready to depart from this town. We were completely absorbed in the process of preparations, painstakingly collecting our belongings and ensuring that we were adequately equipped for our departure. It dawned on me that this particular case had surprisingly unfolded with minimal effort, a huge difference from the jobs we had done recently. However, I couldn't deny the overwhelming feeling of relief that washed over me, not just because the case is over, but also because it meant we would have to leave behind that woman, Sarah.
With meticulous precision, Sam and I diligently packed our duffle bags, ensuring each item was meticulously organized and neatly stowed away. Meanwhile, Dean, unusually frantic, spirit took hold, propelling him into a whirlwind of frenzy as he darted around the cramped motel room. I couldn't recall a time when I had seen him move so swiftly, except perhaps when there was a girl involved or the promise of pie.
"We have a problem. I can't find my wallet," Dean announced, finally voicing his concern.
"That's our problem... How?" I questioned, my confusion evident as I finished zipping up my duffle bag.
