Chapter 6

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        i pulled up next to the curb and hopped out of the car. i walked into the spice shop and carolyn was waiting at the counter. 

"Hey there stranger!" i called out across the store 

"Anabelle!?, my lord sweetheart its been forever! well im sure you're not just here to visit so what can i do for ya?"

"Well i need 5 large cans of salt, and 1 of rosemary..."

"damn, sweetheart you hunting a lamia?"

"haha how did you know?!"

"well ive been around a while, alrighty ive got to run downstairs to grab the stuff ill be back in about ten"

"okay, do you need any help?" i called out as she was walking away.

"oh no hon, ive got it. CARL!, get your ass over here and help me i ain't payin' ya to stand around and look pretty!" 

i just chuckled, i turned around to head out to the car so i could pull it around back when i met a familiar pair of eyes.

"whoa there!"

i almost fell over i was so suprised

he caught my wrist before i did though.

"Sam? what are you doing here?"

"picking up an order for my dad... but between you and i im getting stuff for molotov cocktails"

"wait, hold on..."

sam interrupted "yes im a hunter too shhhh..." 

"wait how did you know?"

"anabelle nobody asks for 5 tins of salt for no reason..."

"haha, i guess so..."

Carolyn and Carl came upstairs with the ingredients "alright here ya are!" 

"Awesome thanks again Carolyn!" i gave the money to Carl because i knew Carolyn wouldnt take it.

"no problem sweetheart!, tell your dad and brothers i said hello!"

"will do!" i shouted back 

         i wheeled the dolley out to my car and popped the trunk. as soon as i took the straps off, i glanced over and saw sam leaning up against the lamp post.

"need any help?" Sam called out

"no i've got it. thanks though"

"nice try..." sam chuckled. he set his bag on the hood of my car and came around and helped my heave the large tins of salt and rosemary into the trunk of the "stang." Sam shut the trunk while i wheeled the dolley back into the shop. 

"well, do you need a ride?" i offered to Sam

"yeah sure, hell of a lot better than walking" he replied

"oh i hope you dont mind but i've got make a quick stop at the church."

"Oh no problem, i dont mind"

i smiled at him in reply, and he smiled back.

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