as he opened the door , it was like a mask slid over his face . i wanted to run but nothing was moving . my son in league with a killer ? '' `` that 's what friends are for-and it also happens to be my job . '' newt glanced at the blood , then rubbed her wrists as the knots came loose . `` wes ... '' she complained , her hips rocking back and into his touch . he would not survive these burns . if you want to sacrifice me , i can live with that . 