Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 513

Megan's face stayed steady as she nodded. "He's the boss down in the slums. His guys have given me some trouble before, but honestly, he's not that bad."

That checked out-Megan had been living around here for years.

Clara just smiled a little and crouched down next to Beck.

He was tied up at the wrists and ankles, straining against the ropes when he saw her. Anger flashed across his face. “Clara, aren't you scared I'll come after you for this?"

Clara didn't even blink. Smack. Smack.

Her hand landed twice, hard and fast, right across his face.

Beck looked stunned, blood starting to drip from his split lip.

Megan jumped in shock, blurting out, "Clara, you "

But Clara's expression didn't change. She grabbed a broken beer bottle from the trash on the floor and, without warning, smashed it over Beck's head.

Glass shattered. Beck's blood mixed with the beer running down his hair.

just stood off to the side, silent,

gripped the jagged half of the bottle. Her voice was perfectly calm. "If I hadn't gotten away last night, who knows what would've happened to me? But now, you're the one tied up. So, let's make this simple-tell me who sent

clamped his jaw shut and glared up at her. Even with a bottle smashed over his head, he didn't

knew he wasn't going

up and walked out

in his pockets. "Want me

you even get

sharp. "Guys like him? Even if I beat it out of him, who's to say he'd tell the truth? Didn't

scared of death-what could actually get

they'd have

kind of weakness would a guy tough enough to run

snapped his fingers, a little smile tugging

around. Supposedly, there's a

crazy about

she looks

matter what. Clara's eyebrows arched just a little. She turned and walked back into the room. That's when she noticed Megan, standing off

pale as a sheet, clearly rattled