Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 488

After Clara dropped off Justin, she tried calling Z, but he didn't answer. She was worried he might be sick again, so she sent him a bunch of texts. Normally, he'd reply right away, but this time it took him a whole half hour to get back to her with a simple: "Busy, got stuff going on."

Feeling uneasy, Clara called him again. When he picked up, his voice sounded a bit off. "Z, are you sick again?" she asked.

"No, it's just been crazy busy here at Nightshade," he replied.

Clara didn't know much about Nightshade, assuming it was like any regular company that gave time off for holidays. She took a deep breath, realizing she was parked outside a big supermarket.

"So, are we still on for dinner tomorrow? Think you'll have time?" she asked hopefully.

There was a pause, then a sigh from the other end. "We'll see. I'm really swamped."

and if Z was tied up too,

call me if things change," she

out of the car, she noticed a jar in the backseat-an herbal mix from an old alternative medicine expert, perfect for making

the jar, she headed upstairs. After setting it down in the kitchen, she headed

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catching his breath, eyeing the man in front of him with a smirk. "Dylan, I've told everything. Seriously, all those photos are gone. Grandpa said we have to be there tomorrow night. If

with a USB drive, his demeanor relaxed. Aaron had just gotten out of the hospital and was eager to get back to his plans, but Dylan had

spat blood, clutching his wounded arm. He thought he knew Dylan well,

learn. He hadn't even seen Dylan's

it also fueled his determination. No wonder Dylan had kept him in check for so long-he was formidable.