Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 677

Walter was right-Tara reached out to Flynn almost immediately.

Flynn's people never failed. Even so, when he got word that Clara was still alive,

he was genuinely taken aback. He called in the man who'd handled the job that

night.

"Clara's alive. Care to explain?"

The guy in charge dropped to his knees, looking completely baffled. "We gave her

the injection and buried her alive. She shouldn't have made it out."

Flynn let out a slow breath, sounding almost relieved. "You're positive she got the

shot?"

"Absolutely. No doubt."

Turning back to the phone, Flynn tried to reassure Tara. "Even if they found her,

she'll be a vegetable. That kind of person's easy enough to deal with, right?"

Tara's heart was thudding in her chest. She needed to be sure, so she kept

asking.

"Uncle, what if she didn't... you know, lose her mind?"

The kneeling man jumped in, "Impossible. The women at the rehab center—"

He caught himself, realizing he'd said too much, and quickly added, "No one has

ever survived the drug. Sir, you know it's banned for a reason."

Flynn tapped his thumb on the table, voice calm. "If you're that worried, Tara, go

check on her yourself. Then you'll know."

finally felt a little better, a smile tugging at her lips. If Clara really was

a

out.

to finish this."

Next time, there won't

alive and still breathing. Some

hanging up, Tara grabbed a gift box and headed

it to the gate before the guard stopped

Warren, Mr. Morgan's resting. He isn't seeing

split second, but she quickly

I never got to

They're still warm. Could you give

feeling better? I've tried calling, but he never

her, feeling a little sorry, but he remembered

"I'm sorry, Ms. Warren. Mr.

accepting gifts either. Maybe try another

back next time. No

Why don't you all

guard looked surprised. "We

You've all been

gate and got back in her car, not bothering to

windows

whole expression changed, turning

and sharp. Was Dylan

or was

reason for all this?

How far are you

thought of him as her future husband. The

untouchable—not soft because of a

stay. No matter what it took, Tara was determined

for good.

*

Clara lounged on the couch, flipping

mouth open and waiting.

her mouth, and watched her

ate, still totally absorbed