Hot Revenge Box Set 2

Chapter 3

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James

The message from Charlotte’s abductors…

Finchby…

Baxter…

… replays in my head…

Marsh Street under Barnbridge Road overpass 9pm

Bring the money

No police. No other people or she dies

If late she dies. So does the baby

Brandy and rage burn inside me.

The bag containing the ransom money swings heavy in my hand. I'm the decoy and at some level, I know I may not come out of this alive. Klempner's Kevlar vest gives me a little comfort, but it’s the fury inside that warms me against fast falling temperatures.

I should be afraid…

But I’m not.

Jade-Eyes…

My beautiful Jade-Eyes…

Your

met Charlotte, my Virgin, we have helter-skeltered from one crisis

robbed her of what she deserves. None of it

I change any

No. Nothing.

imprisoned

coming for you,

And me?

I’m the decoy.

stars but does little to blanket in what passed for the heat of the day. The streets are glazed to a hoared sheen, except for where streetlamps glare yellow

the rendezvous point, near enough to get there quickly. Far enough that,

late, but the cold is keeping people indoors and, after all, Christmas

lit, glowing with warmth and welcome, sparkling with fairy lights, dressed with spray-on snow and Santa, Please Stop Here signs. In my own

I pass by.

I’m leaving the relative safety of the residential zone and

before the main highways were developed, a remnant of the old town, under the overpass which carries the modern road

fire or medical emergency followed by muggings for cash and drugs, and attacks on medics and

admit, I'm feeling windy

Better than the alternative.

has to

lies straddled by two great concrete supports for the overpass, dim under inadequate sodium lighting. From the road above, moisture trickles down, streaking stark concrete

evening traffic grumbles past. But here

“Hello?”

voice echoes briefly,

I pace, circling,

Nothing…

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