Chapter 86

“Waylon?” His eyes were closed and his jaw was clenched shut but he held onto me. Never once letting go.

My hair whipped my face as the helicopter went higher and further away. Trees turned into green blurs but the bullets stopped coming.

Suddenly, the rope jerked. I could barely see from all the wind but it looked like the helicopter was getting closer. “Hold on, baby. Almost there.” Waylon tried to sooth me.

“Keep your heart calm. Breath slow deep breaths.” I yelled to him. The whole bottom part of his shirt was sticky with blood. His head rested against the rope but his eyes stayed shut.

“Give me your hand!” I heard above me. Looking up, two men with sunglasses and helmets were holding their hands out to me.

“Take him!” I yelled as I grabbed his hand.

“No.” Waylon opened his eyes and hoisted me up to them. It was so sudden that I jerked away and almost slipped out of their hands. Waylon made an sound that broke my heart. A painful growl echoed acrossed the valley.

“HE’S BE