Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 730

Eli shifted nervously, trying to stand, but got kicked right back down.

He knelt on the floor, stubbornly tilting his chin up. "What's so funny? What drugs are you even talking about? Dylan, don't try anything stupid-Clara's got my back. If anything happens to me, she'll make you pay."

Dylan stood up, his dress shoe pressing slowly onto Eli's hand.

Humiliation and anger flared across Eli's face. "Just you wait! I swear, one day I'll get you for this!"

Dylan didn't even bother replying. Instead, he glanced at Seth, who'd been silent this whole time.

From day one, Seth hadn't said a word—just sat there, looking like he'd already accepted his fate.

Funny thing about quiet guys: they're usually the ones you have to watch out for. The loudmouths are always the easiest to handle.

Eli kept spitting threats, totally missing the quick, meaningful look that passed between Seth and Dylan.

One cold and empty.

The other, thoughtful.

*

with someone sprinting toward

The rehab center's been

thinking he must've

place surrounded-there's been a massacre. That Bolton girl survived and now she's under heavy police protection.

run quietly for over a decade. Now, out

"Who did it?"

security footage from that night's gone-completely wiped.

around; this case

huge,Sir. Some big-name

up in it. Give it one hour, tops, and

The only thing that had changed lately was Clara, and she was the one who'd gotten the

survived being buried alive, and the night he sent a dozen men to grab her brother

gone. He couldn't help but suspect

just one woman. How could

going smoothly, he was suddenly tripping up at

he kept his cool, booking a ticket out of

"Uncle, why

PouT

the picture of calm, but now there was an edge to his voice. "Tara, Clara's not what you think. She's not some nobody without connections. I'll