"Go on, Maya," he said, words slurring. "Remember what we said. Only one has to get away." "Then it'll have to be Rafe or Corey. I'm not leaving--" "They got Rafe and Corey. You know they did. Go." I shook my head. "I won't." "One of us has to get away." He managed to look up at me, his eyes so unfocused I knew he couldn't see anything. "Please, Maya. Go." He dropped then, a dead weight, falling on his side. I could hear a team coming. "I'm sorry," I whispered. "I'll make it up to you." I bent and kissed Daniel's cheek. Then I left."