Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 710

Charles was about to say something else, but suddenly went quiet, his eyes narrowing.

Ryan was just about to snap, “What’s with the theatrics?” when, in the next instant, the window exploded.

A bullet shattered the glass.

He went pale, and without thinking, threw himself in front of Clara to shield her.

Last night, after Clara had passed out, he’d barely managed to drag her here. This wasn’t even his place—just a stylish rental on the edge of the city. He’d called Emily for help, and she’d come over to make some medicine for Clara.

His own broken ribs hadn’t even been looked at yet. Every breath hurt like hell, but all he could think about was waiting for Clara to wake up.

He never thought anyone would find them way out here.

Suddenly, a dog’s bark rang out. The gunshots outside turned frantic. More glass shattered, but then, just like that, everything went quiet.

Charles’s eyes sparkled with excitement. He jumped up, heading straight for the door.

Ryan yanked him back. “Are you out of your mind? Didn’t you hear the gunshots?”

Charles just snorted, chin tilted up in that annoying way. “Please. I’m unstoppable. These guys aren’t even a challenge.”

Ryan’s face twisted. Seriously, what an idiot.

He was about to drag Charles back inside when two white blurs leaped through the broken window.

Dogs. But not any kind he’d ever seen—massive, all muscle, with pale fur and red-stained jaws that said they’d just been in a fight.

Charles threw open the door. In the yard, seven or eight men were sprawled everywhere, most of them with mangled arms, most out cold. Only one guy was even moving, and he looked ready to pass out.

Ryan had seen some wild stuff last night, but even so, he nearly lost it at the sight.

If Clara was the Grim Reaper, then this lunatic was here to do her dirty work.

Not a single normal person in the bunch.

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