Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 642

As he loosened his grip, I managed to slip out of his embrace.

I was stunned to see his hand hanging limply, the gun dropped to the ground.

Completely dazed, I took a couple of steps back, but relief was far from what I felt.

"Jane."

Gregory strode toward me, wrapping me in a tight embrace.

It took a moment, but finally, I found my voice, "Gregory…"

The day's tension, all the swirling negative emotions, seemed to vanish in that moment.

I felt a profound sense of safety, a kind that nobody else could give me.

Christine had intended to step forward, but seeing how tightly we were holding each other, she waited to the side.

Suddenly, another group burst onto the scene.

The leader, still in uniform, shouted, "Nobody move!"

Samuel hadn't brought many men to the island, confident in his belief that nobody could breach his stronghold.

Yet today, Gregory had managed to infiltrate with Garry.

Garry, thoroughly prepared, was utterly defeated.

"Let..."

His last words hung in the air, unacknowledged, as he closed his eyes for the final time.

At this moment, Gregory saw nobody else; his gaze was fixed solely on me, and mine on him.

"Garry, you've got no excuses this time. I saw everything," Gregory stated coolly.

"Mr. Rock?"

Garry's glance shifted to the couple in embrace, realization dawning on him in a flash. With lightning speed, he fired his gun.

"Greg, watch out!"

"Greg, watch out!"

Lucius and Dailey Clarkson shouted in unison, both moving forward.

Gregory quickly pulled me to safety, shielding me behind him as he faced the bearded gunman.

"Garry, what's the meaning of this?"