““Neyt, take your tablet and go ahead,” she said. “We have to protect the intelligence. I will meet you at my apartment.” Nate smiled at her and brushed a strand of hair off her face. “Domi, we go together. I’m not leaving you.” Dominika closed her eyes for a moment, struggling. “The Iranian information is too valuable,” she slurred. “You’re too valuable … to me,” said Nate. Dominika opened her eyes and looked at him. The purple cloud around his head swirled and expanded. “Your color is so beautiful,” she whispered in Russian, closing her eyes again. Hallucinating, he thought. Got to get her dry and warm fast. “What are you saying?” he whispered back. “So beautiful,” Dominika mumbled.””
