Dean probably would have fallen over from the shock of the revelation if John had not been holding him. As it was, Dean just kind of sagged forward, his eyes fixed on Cleo, his ears still unable to believe what they’d just heard.
“Impossible,” said Dean. “You guys can’t be Hybrid’s accomplices. It … it doesn’t make any sense.”
Cleo bit her lower lip and looked at her feet. “Sorry, Dean, but it’s the truth. Like John said, we never really wanted to hurt you. It just sort of … happened.”
Hybrid suddenly appeared beside Cleo, his cat-like creature still sitting on his shoulder. Dean got one big whiff of Hybrid’s rotting flesh and nearly lost consciousness again.
Hybrid put a hand huge, misshapen hand on Cleo’s shoulder, causing her to shudder at his touch. “No need to apologize to the en
