He lowers the gun and watches in silence as the light crackles and burns inside the mortal shell of flesh and bone, destroying the demon who'd called herself Verity.

You shouldn't have touched my brother.

The body collapses to the ground.

Sam stares down at it for several long moments before he sighs and turns away, toward the Impala.

There's salt and gasoline in the trunk, of course; there always is.

It'll be more than enough to take care of the body.