"Gear up," she said, grabbing her jacket. "We don't bring him in. We shut him down."
The air in the Division bunker was thick with the smell of ozone and burnt copper. Nikita stood over the console, her hands stained with the grit of a mission that wasn’t supposed to happen. Outside the reinforced glass, the "Dirty Thirty"—the rogue agents she had spent months hunting—were no longer just targets. They were ghosts of a life she tried to bury. Nikita - Season 3
Michael walked up behind her, his footsteps heavy. They had taken over the very cage that once held them, turning Division into a sanctuary. But the irony wasn’t lost on Nikita. Every time she sent a team out to bring a rogue home, she felt the walls of the basement closing in. "Gear up," she said, grabbing her jacket
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