“Nic, if you ever believed me, believe me now: I have to do this. If I was left alive for a reason, it was this one. To save that boy.” “I know,” Santi said. “I just wish you weren’t so bloody brave about it.” Wolfe hugged him. It was a sudden, fierce move, and Santi embraced him back. Jess knew what he was looking at, because he’d felt it. Love, and the pain of knowing that love wouldn’t be enough.
