Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 885

Jackson had only one thing on his mind: if Clara didn't come back, Dylan would probably end up starving himself into the ER. As much as Jackson loved a front- row seat to the drama, he knew he had to intervene before things went from bad

to tragic.

He grabbed his phone and texted a friend, asking for Clara's location. The reply came fast: Clara was with Kaitlyn.

Jackson perked up, giving Nicholas a quick pat on the shoulder. "You head home. I'm going to talk to Clara-try to figure out what's really going on."

He was just about to head out when footsteps echoed from the stairs. Dylan was coming down, looking pale as paper, but there was a stubborn determination in his eyes. After a couple of weak coughs, he made for the front door.

Jackson hurried after him. "Seriously? You're barely standing. Where do you think you're going?"

Dylan's lips tightened, lashes low over his eyes. "To find Clara.”

"Now you want to look for her? She left in the middle of the night. What were you doing then?" Jackson couldn't help thinking-how does a guy this into Clara not chase after her right away? Was his brain always this slow on the uptake?

say a word, just pushed

to tag along too, but by the

even thought to wait for him? Nicholas was already irritated that Clara

driver to head straight to the address he'd gotten. Dylan stared out the

second. "Did you get hurt or something? You look like

closed

up in front of the coffee shop, Jackson got out first, meaning to open Dylan's door. But Dylan made no move

the window. "You're just going to sit here? It's only a fight. You look like hell, but if Clara cares about you at all, she's not going to just let you suffer. She's got feelings for

fist and pressed it to

This guy was impossible. Fine,

talking business with Kaitlyn about investing in her studio. She finally had a bit of money to her name-it was time find something to do

a satisfied look in her eyes. These are the new artists! just signed. Not as talented as Elfor Seth, but those two are always off the grid Remember when asked you to call them? They never

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secrets and could

five fingers. "We go fifty-fifty,