Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 474

She floored the gas pedal, driving faster than she ever had before. As soon as

she screeched to a halt outside Z's cozy little house, she leaped out of the car and rushed inside.

The guys in the cars trailing her hadn't expected her to stop there. They pulled over too, excitement clear on their faces. Clara had walked right into their trap, and tonight, they planned to finish her off to complete their employer's task.

Clara reached the door and quickly punched in the code to get inside. The moment she stepped in, someone wrapped her in a hug.

"Z?"

"Yeah, it's me."

She patted his back gently. "Do you have any weapons here?"

"I do. I got a couple of guns from the Black Market, but they're too dangerous, so I've never used them."

The Black Market was a no-man's land, so picking up guns there wasn't unusual. Right now, that's exactly what Clara needed.

"Great, hand them over."

He opened a nearby drawer and handed her the guns, then sheepishly ducked behind her.

Clara caught on. "Are you scared?"

"Yeah, is that a problem? You can protect me."

"No problem at all. Kind of refreshing, actually. You stay put while I go scare them off. I'll

she opened

eight men stood outside, each

tonight.

made the others laugh, sure that Clara was already trapped. Clara smoothly loaded a bullet into the chamber and fired a warning shot. The bullet

afraid to use

back, the man with the grazed cheek wiped his

clearly doesn't know how to use it. If she did, that bullet would've been in

buying his bravado, and lunged at Clara.

later, the attackers were down, wounded in the legs, dropping to their

wasn't a novice. She was a sharpshooter and had deliberately aimed

from the shadows, puzzled by her own skill with

approached the kneeling men, the car's headlights casting just enough

recognize

who seemed in the most pain, she asked, "Who sent

Clara pointed her gun at his forehead, her eyes cold. "Who

to spill, the man with the cheek wound threw a knife, hitting his

watched the man die in front of her, raising an eyebrow. The attacker wasn't just

was already

her arm. Instantly, she fired a bullet

without

the scene erupted into