Chapter 173: Desperate Moments

"Damn it," Ezra muttered, running a hand through his short-cropped hair, his fingers trembling ever so slightly. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard, trying to maintain his composure. Nova had been integral to his plan—a plan that was now teetering on the edge of disaster. He glanced around his dimly lit apartment. If Nova was caught, she could lead the police straight to him. There was no way he could let that happen. Ezra clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white, before forcing himself to relax. Panic wouldn't help him now. He needed to think, to act swiftly and decisively. He had to tie up this loose end before it unraveled everything. Grabbing his phone, he scrolled through his contacts, his eyes narrowing as he searched for the right person to call. The man he needed was not in his usual circle, but desperate times called for desperate measures. After a few moments, his thumb hovered over a name—Jared. Ezra hesitated, rubbing his nose as he weighed his options.