Dominic sent a worried glance her way. "I'm sorry," he whispered, sighing. He could tell she was hurting, and e couldn't do anything about it quite yet. He continued to throw worried glances over his shoulder, but no one seemed to be following him. He came to a screeching halt in a church's driveway. It was far enough away that they shouldn't have to worry about them catching up. He searched for something to pick the lock and came up with a pen. "It may feel better once your hands are free," he said as he worked with the lock. Eventually, he got the handcuffs off. He threw them in the back. "I have to make a call right quick," he said before taking out his phone. He called Eren's number.
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