"You are a goddess," Lena said, flicking the knife out and cutting the zip tie. "Oh, Jesus-" There was dried blood all around where the plastic had bitten into Thomas' skin. It was clear he had been struggling.
She handed the knife back to Nikkie and then nodded. "I think that's our best bet here," she said, moving out of the way so the boys could lift him. Thomas was light, but it was still moving dead weight and that was never easy.
"Just- Just be careful," she said, watching with her hands over her mouth.
Thomas, for his part, cried out when he was lifted up, but then he bit his lip hard in an attempt to keep any other reactions to the pain of being moved inside.