It was only an hour later that Hartley turned the lights on again and, after a moment's hesitation, also opened the door. He had meant to leave, Shawna frankly hadn't give a damn, but he couldn't quite do it, not knowing that Cisco was down there, losing his shit. "Cisco? Cisquito, come on."

Hartley walked into the cell and reached out to gently shake his shoulder. "You can get out now. She's gone."