„I’ll find out who did this, don’t worry,” promises Peter in a low voice even as he gently locks the cuffs around Neal’s wrists; Neal gives him a tired smile and says: “Please, just keep an eye on Sara and the kids for me, okay?” – and almost wishes he was still wearing that damned anklet so that he had an alibi; he can barely hide his irritation that they once again think he would risk his whole life here over a stupid diamond heist; he also trusts that like in the past, Peter will clear his name and bring him home again.