Dean narrowed his eyes, raising his nose into the air just a bit as Travers asked to be untied.  He pulled his gun back out of his waistband and held it at his side, while shaking his head, “No.  You can stay here, while one of us goes out and tests everything you just said.  I let you go, and if you’re lying, we’re back where we started.”

Dean was glad at that moment that he was so paranoid.  He knew that if he wasn’t there were unlimited opportunities for Travers to get away, and go and tell all of his contacts about the hunters in town.  Being that there were only two of them, he couldn’t take that chance.

“Mika.  You can go into town, or go out and make some calls, whichever you feel like, and see if you can track down any information about his wife.  We need pictures, workplace, birthday, all the info.”, Dean explained to Mika before turning back to Travers.  He stepped over to the table and pulled the extra chair, before sitting, his gun resting gently on his thigh.

“I hope, for your sake, you’re telling the truth.”, he muttered softly, his eyes trained on Travers’ face.