Chapter 35

Dean snapped into action, spinning around and locking the male wrist with both hands. His opponent let go of the gun he was holding and it fell on the grass. As adrenaline raced through his blood, Dean kicked the weapon away and tackled the other man to the ground in two seconds flat.

Grunting, he straddled Bhram Davies and dug his elbow into the man's windpipe. "What the hell was that?" he snapped.

Bhram began wheezing for air. He batted at Dean's thighs with his fists, but to no avail. He had been able to attack him earlier with his ninja moves, but Dean had the upper hand because he was now holding the man by the neck.

"What the hell kind of move was that with the gun?" he demanded, sinking his elbow deeper.

Thalia's sarcastic voice filled the night air. "Did you really expect him to answer you, Dean? My God, you're crushing his trachea."

Good point.