The Last Time I Cried Your Name novel Chapter 90

Franco tilted his head like it was no big deal and told Jay, “Get people to seal off this area and find out where the explosives came from.”

“Yes, Franco!”

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Laura rushed into the hospital, pushing the door open to find Franco sitting on the bed. The room was flooded with light. He had a black coat draped over his shoulders and a cigarette hanging from his lips, looking way rougher than usual.

His chin was dark with stubble. Without his glasses, he seemed less like the usual polished version of himself and more wild, almost dangerous, in a way you couldn’t forget.

But the thing that really stopped her cold was the bloody, torn-up wound on his shoulder and back.

Laura sucked in a sharp breath. “Franco, you’re hurt?”

His injuries were bad. His shoulder and back were a mess, and his thigh had taken a hit against the rocks. This wasn’t something Harris could just patch up in the helicopter like he’d done for Petty. Franco needed real doctors.

Jay had done what he could with the first aid kit on the flight, but now, in the hospital, a doctor was carefully treating the wounds on Franco’s back.

Franco had already heard the sound of Laura’s wheelchair in the hall before she came in. When he saw her, he pulled his coat up a little more and looked past her at Galen, who was standing behind.

“I thought I told you to keep an eye on her.”

Galen yawned so hard his eyes watered. “Hey, I didn’t let her follow you when you went to save people, so I’d say I did my job. But once she heard you got hurt, there was no stopping her. I’m dead tired.”

“Then go ahead and die,” Franco said, not even looking up.

Galen choked on his own annoyance, muttering curses under his breath.

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