The Last Time I Cried Your Name novel Chapter 203

He crept up the last step and slipped into the shadows at the corner, just out of sight. From there, he could hear two men inside talking, their voices low and filthy, their words getting bolder.

Cold sweat beaded at his temple.

He could’ve sworn three men went upstairs.

So where was the third?

Just then, the rough-looking guy who’d been bossing the younger one around stood up from his chair. He wore an ugly, leering grin and rubbed his palms together. “I’ll go check things out downstairs. Might as well cop a feel while I’m at it, right?”

Harris’s face went hard.

No time left.

Bang. Bang. Bang.

Gunshots crashed through the ceiling. Upstairs, someone shouted a curse. Petty’s heart slammed in her chest, dread washing over her.

Suddenly, a body tumbled down the stairs, coming to rest at the bottom. It was a handsome face she recognized.

Ice crawled over her scalp as she bolted to his side, face chalk white. Blood was spreading fast across his shirt.

“Harris!”

He pressed his hand to his chest, trying to shield the wound from her eyes. Blue veins stood out on the back of his hand as he strained to sit up, teeth clenched.

The rough man stomped down the stairs, a pistol in hand, smoke still curling from the barrel. He spat on the ground. “Son of a bitch. Thought you could shoot at us? This ain’t Cabinda!”

He cocked the gun and aimed it at Harris’s head.

“Wait!” Petty threw herself between them, arms spread wide, her breath coming hard. “Aren’t you planning to give me to Abbot for the reward? If I’m dead, what good is that to you?”

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