Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 206

She quickly dabbed on some foundation to barely cover the mark, then rushed back to the car, hauling the man off to Mercy Hospital.

When the guy came to and saw June, his eyes flickered with panic. "What are you doing to me?! What are you doing?!"

June recognized him. He was an old friend of her husband's, someone who'd partnered on a project with him that eventually fell apart. After that, he just vanished. Rumor had it he got hooked on gambling, split with his wife, and his only daughter moved overseas to get away from him. Most folks figured he'd been beaten to death ages ago, but here he was, still in the Capital, looking surprisingly well-off in designer clothes.

Clara wasn't in the mood for chit-chat, so she gave him a swift kick in the stomach. "Spill it, what's your deal with Quinn?"

up. Clara, without a second thought, grabbed a knife

can't tell you, I just can't! If I spill the beans about Quinn, she'll kill me. You

giving him a disheveled, rough-around-the-edges look. Clara

"I know about your shady business with Quinn, and she won't hesitate to take you down if she finds out. She's keeping you around because she thinks no one knows. Here's the deal: you owe one and a half

still writhing in pain. Clara tapped his face with the knife, memories flashing through her mind. She glanced at the sharp blade, realizing she wasn't squeamish about

right? She looks down on regular folks, especially a jobless wanderer like you. Even offering you a chunk of change

only ever pocketed a small cut. A regular job wasn't bringing in any money, and gambling made