CHAPTER 21

KENDRA’s POV -->

The click echoed louder than any gunshot could.

For a split second, I thought I was already dead. That this hollow sound was what dying felt like. But when the silence stretched and I realized I could still hear my own heartbeat, a shaky breath clawed its way out of my chest. The pistol wasn’t loaded.

My vision wavered, but I forced myself to look up. Jack’s finger still rested on the trigger, the ghost of a smile playing on his lips. Not victory, not mercy, ...