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“Go to sleep, sweetheart. Go to sleep. I’ve got you.”
“You promised.” He heard the swooping, pulsing sounds of a helicopter flying overhead and knew the agencies were coming—the agencies were there. They were all out of time. In so many ways.
“You’re gonna do great, sweetheart. Go. I’ll be fine.”
“You’re gonna do great, sweetheart. Go. I’ll be fine.”
“Zoe . . .” His voice was rough in a way that had nothing to do with blood loss or vodka. “Baby, I . . .”
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