October 11th excerpt:

“Uh. Okay,” Jacob replied, still staring at Sam and making no moves. Holy. Shit. Not only was he thinking about stealing someone’s car, he was going to take instructions on how to do it from someone that fit in his pocket. Someone who’d just had to strain to pull up the lock on the car door was more ready to take off with that car than Jacob was.

He tried not to think about how defensive Dean had been about the car earlier. Or how many weapons he had.