Clank!
The glass window cracked.
Clank!
The wrathful, clenched fist attacked. This time the crack on the window stretched itself longer. The maniac fist took a third strike. An instant sharp splash was heard and the glass clattered onto the floor.
"Dean!"
Not bothering to look at his brother, Dean focused his fury onto the next window. This time the very first punch smashed the whole glass, the smithereens fell to their demise.
Leo’s fingers rubbed against his forehead in frustration.
Crash!
He looked up to see Dean smash his fist of fury onto yet another window. Leo’s face knotted into a gnarl of vexation. Both Dean and he had tried to search, but it was in vain. The women had slipped through their calloused fingers. It was like being slapped with a salmon on the face.
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