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“What are we going to do? We can’t go back,” I ask Nolan as we sit holding each other inside the cell. “We are not going back. I’m going to get us in,” he says, causing me to look up at him, alarmed. We can’t force our way in.
“How?”
“I don’t know yet, but I’m going to figure out a way. I have to,” he replies, and I place my head back on his chest, but just then we hear footsteps before the door to the cell rips open, and the guy who called security on us comes into our view.
“You are free to go. You can enter the city,” he says, his expression indifferent and my eyes widen surprised. I want to ask him what made him change his mind but I’m afraid he’ll change his mind and lock us back up again if I ask. So we get up and I mutter a thank you as we exit the
