“Xavier!”
Jade's scream echoed through the forest.
Horror flooded her veins as she stared at her husband sprawled on the ground. A few feet away, the man who had shot him lay dead.
The bullet had gone straight into Xavier's chest.
“Xavier!”
She dropped to her knees beside him and shook him frantically.
“Xavier, wake up!”
No response.
With trembling fingers, she checked for a pulse.
Relief hit her so hard she nearly cried.
He was still alive.
Then she heard footsteps in the distance.
Jade froze.
Someone was coming.
Blinking away her tears, she wiped her face and forced herself to think.
She needed to act fast.
And she needed to act smart.
Grabbing Xavier under his arms, she dragged him away from the clearing. Every movement felt impossible, but adrenaline gave her strength.
