Finally, a win for the good guys. All the baddies were probably busy preparing for tomorrow's massacre. Daisy unlocked and opened the door. "I'll stand guard," she declared. "Take care of any interruptions." I smiled. She was such a good friend. Some woman would be lucky to have her someday. "Thanks, girl," I said, reaching over to give her a squeeze. I made my way down the steps, feeling all Rescue Hero Girl. It was funny, really, me in the position of rescuing Nick. Back when I was in jail, I would fantasize daily about the reverse scenario: him bursting through the door, all Indiana Jones or Luke Skywalker on the Death Star, guns ablaze, demanding my freedom in the name of love. Of course, that never happened. But it would be better to forget that now. The past was in the past. Well, technically it was in the future at the moment, but it was still equally unchangeable if my mission succeeded. Just because he hadn't managed to rescue me didn't mean I could just allow Nick to languish in a 1929 jail nearly eighty years earlier.
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