"I'm holding you to that," Lindsey said with a grin. It sobered though as he brought his knife around. "Heart it is."

He let Dean get a good look at the knife blade while it caught the light of the sun on its edge. Then with a sudden thrust forward, he stabbed it right through the other man's left breast, tearing through clothing, muscle and bone all the same to get to the beating organ within.

As Dean fell, he moved forward to catch him to lower him down to the ground.