"Course I do," Crowley said, walking out of the living room with a frown, wondering whether Jonathan was hurt. He didn't look hurt, at least. "Are you all right?"

Holden walked out of his room, where he had been reading, frowning at his brother. Strange enough to see him awake so early on a Saturday, but just what could have happened? "What's going on, Jonny?" He glanced out the window, trying to spot the car.