June 24th excerpt:
“Can’t get a friggin’ bar on this thing,” Dean growled in annoyance as he held his phone up over his head.
Sam’s grin was luckily out of sight from Dean’s angle, as he was still leading. “You saw the bulletin just like I did. There’s no cell service out here.”
Dean stuffed the phone in his back pocket. “We should get one of those satellite phones like that kid had. At least then we could stay in touch with Bobby.”