Chapter 13: Hook Man Part 1

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Sorry I haven't updated in a while. My co-author/editor/little sister just graduated so we have been busy with family. We should be back on track this week.

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Dean and Dakota were sitting at a small coffee shop having breakfast and waiting for Sam to get off the phone. Kota was scarfing down a chocolate croissant and sipping her coffee in between bites.

"Your half-frap, double cap, vanilla latte is getting cold over hear Francis." Dean called teasingly to Sam as he walked over to join them.

"Bite me! And besides, I'm sure Kota is drinking something ridiculously girly." Sam snapped.

"Nope. I like my coffee black, like my eyes and soul." Dakota said taking a sip from her mug. Her brothers just stared at her for a moment then returned to their conversation.

"So how'd it go?" Dean asked.

"I got nothing. I had them check the FBI's missing person database, no John Doe's matching Dad's description. I even ran his plates for traffic violations." Sam said.

"Sam, I'm telling ya, I don't think Dad wants to be found." Dean said. Then he turned Sam's laptop to face Sam and Dakota who were sitting next to each other and said, "Check it out, I got it off an article from Ankeny, Iowa, that's only about 100 miles from here."

"'A mutilated body was found by a car, blah, blah, blah, authorities could not give a realistic description since the sole witness said the attacker was invisible.' Could be something." Dakota said.

"Or it could be nothing, one freaked out witness who didn't see anything doesn't mean it's the invisible man." Sam pointed out.

"But what if it is? Dad would check it out." Dean said.

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The Impala was speeding down the highway towards Ankeny, Iowa. They pulled up in front of a fraternity house and stopped the car. Dakota started to get out of the car, but was stopped by both her brothers.

"Wow, wow, wow, wait!" Sam said.

"What?" Dakota asked.

"You aren't going in there. No way I'm letting a bunch of college guys around my baby sister!" Dean said, looking like he already wanted to beat some of the frat boys just on principle. Dakota rolled her eyes.

"Really? You're really not going to let me do my job because there are boys around who might stare and flirt with me?" She snapped.

"Yeah." Her brother's answered in unison.

"I let girls flirt with you all the time!" Dakota whined.

"No you don't, I can see you glaring at them every time. And that's different. Sam and I are older and as the oldest brother, I'm saying you're staying in the car." Dean told her and he and Sam got out and walked to the frat house, leaving a very pissed off Kota in the backseat. She waited until her brothers were in the frat house before she slipped out of her jean jacket and flannel, leaving her in a tank top, ripped skinny jeans, a few pieces of jewelry, and converse, then she fluffed her long, dark blond hair and went to question some of the boys on the front lawn.

She hated using her body like this to get information, like she was nothing more than a pretty face when she was really an incredible hunter and had had perfect grades nearly all her life. Unfortunately, men didn't seem to care about that and were more likely to talk to the pretty blond then the real Dakota.

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