Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 832

Chapter 832

He didn't say anything, just kept moving ahead with that steady, silent confidence of his.

They walked all morning, the trees growing thicker around them, sunlight barely making it through the tangle of leaves overhead. Clara was about to ask if there were any berries or fruit they could eat out here, but then Dylan suddenly stopped. "What is it?" she whispered.

"Someone's here," he replied.

Before she could even process that, gunshots broke the silence.

Clara dove to the side, pressing herself close to him. "How many?" she hissed. "Around a dozen. Stay alert."

Clara carefully peeked out from behind a tree. She saw a group of tough-looking people fighting over supplies-not the kind of scene she wanted to get tangled up in, not after the mess from last night. She pointed to a narrow path off to the side, signaling Dylan to go that way. But he just stood there.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

He hesitated, jaw tight. "That's the way I want to go."

eyebrow. He definitely seemed to have a destination in mind, and nothing was going

then let's circle

words out before a bullet hit the

each other turned their focus-now that there was a third party, they decided to join forces against

with you," she said, breaking

autopilot-dodging, weaving, reacting faster


tree ahead. Its trunk was

glance that those were bullet wounds?

brushing the bark. The second she touched it, sharp pain stabbed through

like this. Danger everywhere. She was

had rescued

Her hand trembled, and she pulled it

stood close, about to say something, but she spoke first. "I think I

hint of a smile played at his

because the blurry

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