The Last Time I Cried Your Name novel Chapter 420

Petty’s forehead burned. She tried to lift her hand to rub it, but before she could, Franco let go of her waist and grabbed her hand instead.

Her fingers were freezing. His palm was solid and warm.

“One, two, three.”

Franco’s grip tightened, then suddenly, Petty felt herself flying. The comforting heat of his hand slipped away as he released her.

She landed hard near the edge of the woods on the other side. Somehow, she managed to catch hold of a dangling vine, clutching her gun between her teeth. Using her hands and feet, she scrambled up the slick earth.

Just as she clambered up onto solid ground, a snap sounded behind her. Stones clattered, echoing, then her heart stopped. Blood froze in her veins, her vision flickering dark.

Spinning around, she saw the tree Franco had held moments ago, ripped out by the roots and tumbling over the cliff, tangled with rocks and mud.

All she could see below was endless darkness. Franco was gone.

Raindrops fell from the branches and clung to her lashes. Her lips parted, colorless and stiff, but no words would come out.

Suddenly, the vine beside her jerked.

An instant later, a tall man dressed in black, night vision goggles glinting, hauled himself up using the same vine. His movements were quick, practiced.

Rain blurred her vision as it slid down her cheeks. She pressed one hand to her chest, trying to steady her racing heart and biting down hard to keep from making a sound.

Franco stood before her. He took in her pale, dirt-smudged face and the way her eyes glistened, rimmed with red. She looked small and shaken.

Something inside him twisted. He didn’t hesitate, just strode over and pulled her close, one large hand cupping the back of her head as he leaned down and kissed her hard.

He took her gun, broke the kiss, and calmly fired into the trees.

A gunshot cracked through the rain.

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