Chapter ThirtyClare felt her legs give way.
Terrick caught her before she collapsed, sitting her on the bed. He turned his back to the scene behind him, blocking her from view of the window.
“Let me see,” she hissed, grabbing his top for balance and leaning to one side.
“Steady, girl,” Terrick cautioned. “Not too far. It's one way glass but you make a lot of noise and he'll get suspicious.”
The scene outside unfolded very publicly. Three of Harley's men waited behind him, all intent upon the man blocking their way.
Tina grabbed Clare's arm, pulling her back.
“What do you think will happen if they spot you?”
“I don't care. He's the one that did all this to me. Arrest him. Test him. Blood tells all.”
“Can you positively identify him from the other night, sweetie?”
“No but…”
“Did yo
