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."

him to the couch in the dim living room. "I accidentally cut my arm earlier. It's

anything, just traced her fingertips, lost in

arrived in no time—just twenty minutes later, Clara heard

placed a hand on Z's shoulder. "Stay put and wait for me, okay? Don't sneak

was relieved by his cooperation, smiling a little

bit resigned. He seemed unimpressed about being summoned by helicopter for such

glasses. "Ms. Clara, 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

coughed several times, the sound echoing in the quiet night. Clara watched him, noticing something odd in his

fine. I'll handle the bodies, and I won't say a word to him. He won't

"Do it

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