Chapter 681

Khloe's hands were icy, trembling uncontrollably.

"We're going to the hospital right now," Nick said sharply, his voice leaving no room for argument.

"Just hold on."

"No-" Khloe's voice faltered, weak but firm.

"I'm fine. First, we need to find Ryan. Whatever's happening over there... It's not good."

Nick

there's no time! We have to find Ryan first-or he'll die..." Khloe's words were cut off by the staccato

his jaw, stealing a quick glance at Khloe's pale face, then at the headlights closing in from the rearview mirror. With a hard twist of the wheel, he shot the car toward

tires screeching, almost lifting off the asphalt as he weaved and swerved, desperate to shake their pursuers. Khloe bit her lip so

secured by the police and was safe. Everyone else

Henry in full detail. There was no way he would allow Clarice to continue orchestrating such a deadly plot-help would

her first instinct after the chaos was to check

out to distract those two men, she'd nearly lost her mind. Now, though he was mostly unharmed, blood was smeared across the back of his hand gripping the wheel. Khloe frowned and dug through the car for tissues,

at all. His gaze

such danger just now? Your

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