"You want chipotle chicken salad or cilantro-lime chicken?" Sam smiled and shrugged a shoulder. "Cook's on a Mexican kick. I could make a vegetable salad if you don't want chicken."

Weird as it was, Sam had somehow gone from younger brother on a crusade to get his brother out of a demon to deal, to an older brother with a handful of sisters. Sam didn't like bullies and someone who kidnapped a bunch of young girls away from their families when they clearly needed them was definitely a bully. Which meant whether they wanted it or not, they had a protector in Sam.