Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 232

Chapter 232

After dropping Dylan off, Clara headed back home and quickly texted Z.

"Hey, I'm going shopping tomorrow. Want me to pick up some couple stuff? Like mugs or toothbrushes?"

The reply was instant, like he was holding his phone, waiting.

"Sure thing."

Maybe he thought he sounded too blunt because another message followed soon after.

"I'm really happy about that."

Clara smiled to herself. Just as she settled into bed, her phone rang. It was Calix.

Hugh had been moved to a bigger hospital that morning, but his condition hadn't changed.

"Clara, June's still waiting on you."

Clara had been trying to get updates about the prison situation for the past few days, but the Bradfords were strictly a business family with no reach into such matters.

She couldn't go to Scarlette again, since Scarlette's ties with the Greenards were complicated.

And Dylan was in the middle of her own redemption, not in a position to owe anyone more favors.

After mulling it over, she realized Simon was her only shot.

Simon had been lying low lately.

She called him right away, and his voice sounded rough, like he'd been through the wringer.

Clara didn't pry. "Do you have any pull at Twin Rivers Prison? I need to bring someone for a visit."

despite the fresh blood on his back from laying down

the Fergusons'

and quickly

Simon's car rolled up

noticed his hands looked

"What's up with you?"

lips were pale. "I... never mind,

in his

June was already there, having rushed over

Clara, she almost dropped to her

"Let's go in. Your husband's probably

tears and adjusted the bundle

letter from South Ashford had mentioned being hungry and beaten, so

anxiously twisting the fabric of her dress,

years, and now, faced with the reunion, she was at

a

against the wall, beads of sweat dotting his forehead.

since Simon kept quiet, so

the door swung

here for South

lit up, and she shakily stood. "Me, I am...

officer's face was full of regret. "I'm sorry to say, South Ashford

no, I need to see him. Let me see him just once more. I brought his favorite meat pies. He

"He truly passed. We're here to have

Clara hurried

to faint, but instead, she closed her eyes tight, tears streaming down her

me to the

and sadness on

arrival, Clara helped June

her head on

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