Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 511

Clara waited outside for an hour, but Beck never showed. Instead, random people kept coming and going from his place, busy with something she couldn't figure

out.

She glanced at Eli. "Any idea what's happening in there?"

Eli shook his head slowly, yawning. "Not a clue. But none of them could take me."

Compared to a professional killer trained for life-or-death, these hired thugs didn't even come close.

Clara narrowed her eyes, a sly smile playing at her lips. "Perfect. You grab him, then."

Eli's whole attitude changed-he perked right up. After what happened with Jeffree last time, he honestly thought Clara would never trust him again. That mess had been his fault, and he'd dragged her into trouble. Now she was giving him another shot, and he felt his blood start to race.

He reached for the car door, but Clara stopped him with a hand on his arm.

"Wait until it's dark. After you get him, take him straight to this address. And Eli- don't mess it up like you did with Jeffree. Don't give anyone else a chance, okay?"

Eli's cheeks warmed. Seth's words echoed in his head he was too impulsive, too rash, and that always got him into trouble.

He let go of the door, twisting a small braid between his fingers, eyes downcast and a shadow of disappointment on his face. "Got it."

giving him a look that said "go." Once he had Beck, he was to bring him

watched Clara drive off did he finally let

slumped on the floor, looking like he hadn't slept

to say a single word to him. She went to unlock the door, but his voice stopped

said you killed her, Clara.

there,

head's a mess. Sarah kept asking me for chicken soup, and the next moment, she jumped right in front of me. Her last words were that it was all your fault. Clara, I can't trust you anymore. All she wanted was that baby; she'd never

learned Sarah was gone-of course she was

she suddenly remembered how

managed to get up,

vel

twentieth birthday. We were supposed to spend it together. never expected a present like this two lives

quieter and quieter as he wrapped his arms

too—I lied to her. I can't believe I lied to her. Deep down,+ actually thought about handing

strange, vampire-like parents and finally asked, "Where is

exhausted face, he'd probably spent

“She's with my dad. Same

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