Nick nods, combing his fingers through her hair, his other arm curled around her to hold them close.
"We'll get them out," he says, promises. "All of them. I'll be right there with you, Spellman."
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Nick nods, combing his fingers through her hair, his other arm curled around her to hold them close.
"We'll get them out," he says, promises. "All of them. I'll be right there with you, Spellman."