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Rex: Can you do me a favor?
Rachel: Favor? Fuck favors, Rex. How’s Wynter? What’s going on with her?
Rex: She’s okay. I figure that’s all we can ask for right now. She’s sleeping in the connecting room at my hotel.
Rachel: Keep an eye on her. She might have nightmares.
Rex: I will, sweetheart. The door’s open. She left it like that, not me.
Rachel: I should be there.
Rex: No, things are too dangerous here.
Rachel: Is that why you need me to do you a favor?
Rex: No. I need you to overnight that safety deposit key to me.
Rachel: Really? You’re going to deal with that now?
Rex: Yes. It’s a waiting game. Might as well kill two birds with one stone.
Rachel: You okay?
Rex: No, but it’s not like I have a choice.
Rachel: I could fly over, Rex.
Rex: Thank you, sweetheart, but it’s fine. I prefer you to be home rather than here.
Rachel: I’m not your little girl, Rex. She’s in the room next to you.
Rex: There’s an active threat against ONE of my girls. You think I can handle having both of them and my unborn child at risk?
Rachel: I’m at risk in Jersey.
Rex: Don’t say shit like that. Your contacts make you untouchable. You’re safe there. I need you safe. I need you on the ground. I need you running point for me.
Rex: I trust my brothers with my life, but with Wynter’s? No. I only trust you with that.
Rachel: Okay.
Rex: Okay?
Rachel: Yes. I’ll get the key in the mailbox before the end of day.
Rex: Thank you. Hey, I love you, Rachel.
Rachel: I love you too. Even if I want to strangle you sometimes.