Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 475

She quickly spun around and headed back inside. To her surprise, Z was still standing by the door, completely oblivious to the chaos outside. It was clear he didn't know that someone had died.

Taking a deep breath, she gently held his face in her hands, trying to reassure him. "Something happened outside. You should stay in for now. Your friend who's a doctor is he with Nightshade?"

Z's eyelashes fluttered slightly as he nuzzled into her palm, a bit like a kitten seeking comfort. "Yeah, he is."

"Call him over. I need his help with something."

Since he was with Nightshade, he'd probably know how to handle a situation like this.

Without hesitation, Z picked up the phone and called his friend.

"Clara, I think I smell blood."

the dim living room. "I accidentally cut my

didn't say anything, just traced her fingertips, lost in his own

in no time—just twenty minutes later,

got up but placed a hand on Z's shoulder. "Stay put and wait for me,

by his cooperation, smiling

stood outside, looking a bit resigned. He seemed unimpressed about being summoned by helicopter for such a short distance in the

what can I do for you?" Clara pointed to the two bodies, explaining, "Take care of these. Z mentioned you're from Nightshade, so you should know what to do, right? Also, don't tell him about this. He thinks I'm harmless. If he knew I killed someone, he'd probably freak

echoing in the quiet night. Clara watched him, noticing something odd in

glasses again, trying to mask his feelings. "I'm fine. I'll handle the bodies, and I won't say a

him, "Do it quickly. He's still

a call, and within ten minutes, a team arrived to discreetly handle the situation. It was