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The hospital room door was pushed open, and Alissa walked in with a thin, pale woman. Alissa greeted them, "Mr. Russell, Braeden." Nathalie McPherson's eyes were red at the corners, and she pressed her lips together. "Russell, Braeden." Braeden nodded slightly, "You two talk. Alissa and I will go get food." Nathalie nodded, "Okay." The door to the room closed, and the woman walked up to the bed. Her hands, clasped tightly in her white dress, trembled as she spoke, "Russell..." Russell suppressed the complex emotions in his eyes and said softly, "I'll give you some money, and then you can leave the base." Tears slid down Nathalie's cheeks. "Russell, is this because you don't trust me? After I was captured during that mission, I endured a lot of t*****e. But I never gave up t