The Last Time I Cried Your Name novel Chapter 418

Laura watched Petty like a hawk. With every major road out of Cabinda sealed off, she knew it had to be the work of the White and Green families. Any second now, someone from their clans could show up, hoping to swoop in and save Petty.

Everything was happening so fast. Boarding the helicopter would be a scramble, and Laura was counting on the chaos to open up a crack in their defenses. Her plan was simple and brutal. The moment everyone surged onto the chopper, just before the door slammed shut, she’d stab Petty with her switchblade and kick her out. Let her tumble down the sheer slope on the far side of the mountain.

She tracked Petty’s every move. So when Petty snatched Ned’s gun, Laura saw it instantly. The second Petty fired at Abbot, Laura yanked the bodyguard’s pistol and yanked him in front of her as a human shield.

Gunfire erupted from the woods. The bodyguard jerked as bullets tore through him, his body suddenly a deadweight Laura could barely hold. So she shoved him away without hesitation and lunged for Petty.

“Go to hell!” she screamed.

Why did Petty get to have Franco’s love? What was it like to be loved by a man like that? Laura would give anything to find out. Franco wanted to wipe out the border gangs, to take down a monster that had stumped the whole country. Laura could help him do it. She’d give him whatever he wanted, even her soul, if he would just love her, even a little.

But it had always been Petty. Always.

Was killing Petty the only way Franco might see her? If Petty was gone, would he finally look at Laura, just once? In Laura’s mind, Franco was hers. He was supposed to be hers.

Above them, helicopters swooped low, searchlights flooding the mountaintop in daylight. Just as Laura raised her gun at Petty, a shadow shot through the crossfire. In a blur, a man pulled Petty close and fired. Laura’s gun spun from her hand.

She didn’t even feel pain. Back at the border, she’d had her pain nerves severed to make her look more convincingly disabled. With the nerves gone, her legs were always numb. But now, a sharp tingle shuddered through her hand. Her eyes, bloodshot and wild, locked on the man in night-vision goggles, black jacket, and hiking boots.

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