You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 2084: Unfortunately, We Met Too Late

"Go!" Joyce commanded in a low voice.

At the same time, she fired her gun, creating an opportunity for the man to quickly get up and run to the right. In an instant, he was hidden behind a rock. After emptying her handgun, Joyce also darted behind a large rock next to Clint. She was panting heavily, having expended too much energy.

She was exhausted.

Clint's voice was tense, "Are you hurt?"

Born into royalty and wielding power, he had experienced many intrigues but never gunfire.

"No, don't jinx me," Joyce moved to lean against the big rock. She needed to rest. Her heart was racing, her body tense. She closed her eyes and kept breathing heavily.

The two large rocks were very close, almost touching.

Clint wanted to get closer to Joyce to see if she was really uninjured.

Hearing the movement, Joyce's eyes snapped open. "Don't come over."

Clint froze; she was so resistant to him.

"If you don't want to die, stay put," Joyce warned him. "If you move, the sniper will shoot. He has night vision goggles. There's a gap between the two rocks behind us. From your position, he can't aim at you. From mine, he can. But if you move closer, they'll shoot through the gap and hit you."

Clint frowned.

By now, his reinforcements should have arrived. But they were trapped here; Hirota had sent more than one sniper from multiple directions to finish them off.

"Rest for a bit," she said. "They won't fire for now."

"I don't have night vision goggles; I can't snipe from a distance. Our only option is to wait until dawn."

"Okay," Clint said no more.

"Cough cough," the night wind made him cough. His illness hadn't healed, and today had drained his energy. He needed rest.

spoke again; silence

how

heard a rustling sound-an

turned toward it and his face changed

snake was slithering toward Joyce from the left. He suddenly remembered that although she wasn't injured, she had someone else's blood on her. The snake must have been attracted by the scent of blood. In the darkness, under the moonlight, it was

Joyce sensed it too.

but

Clint about to move, she quickly whispered, "Don't move. If

tense; he could vaguely see the snake crawling up her waist and along

have blood on you; it will bite you. What if it's venomous?" Clint's eyebrows knitted tightly as his fists

there be in these mountains? We'll just go down and get antivenom later." Joyce's voice trembled; she was actually very scared. This disgusting creature induced a physical fear in her. She watched helplessly as

move; moving

Her heart tightened sharply.

the snake raised its head, Joyce closed her eyes, bracing for the

moment, she felt like her breath

to her

only felt a gust of

her eyes abruptly and saw Clint's hand reaching over, grabbing

his hand and flung the snake far

between their rocks and hit a branch not far from them, shattering it into

move again! Get back!"

down again from behind them, sending shards of rock flying over their

held his breath and leaned against the

gunfire ceased and silence

turned her head to scold him, "You're

must have been venomous; if it bit you, you wouldn't make it until dawn." He was

his voice-along with hoarseness and

shot?"

in the arm;

hit anything vital;

deny

on his back.