The Last Time I Cried Your Name novel Chapter 37

Petty had already done her homework. Franco bought that house before they even got married, which meant it wasn’t part of their shared assets. When the divorce came, she had no right to a single brick.

So now, that house was her only bargaining chip. She’d have to trade for it, one way or another.

Leaving Misty Vale, Petty slid into her car, her mind spinning. She didn’t even know where Franco was traveling, or what the time difference might be. But every minute Laura stayed in that house felt like another knife twist. Petty couldn’t stand to wait.

She called Franco right away. The phone rang and rang, then clicked over to voicemail. No answer.

She tried Jay next. Same thing. Nothing.

Outside, the wind was shrieking through the parking lot. Petty sat in the shadows of her car, her jaw clenched, a cold smile twisting her lips.

Her phone suddenly lit up with a call. For a second, she hoped it was Franco. But the number was unfamiliar, just a string of digits she didn’t know.

She hesitated, then pressed the answer button and brought the phone to her ear.

A soft, icy laugh came through the line. “Petty.”

That sound hit her like a punch, her bones aching, the ringing in her ears making it hard to breathe.

Hassan.

“So you recognize my voice,” he said, almost amused. “Do you know what I’ve been thinking about every day in this hospital?”

He paused, letting the silence curl around his words.

“I keep thinking about how careless I was. Why didn’t I just finish you off that night? If I’d known you were this tough, I wouldn’t have bothered letting them take turns with you. I should’ve just stabbed you and been done. Wouldn’t that have been easier?”

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