Hot Revenge Box Set 2
Chapter 4
*****
Michael
Removing two dozen slates makes a gap comfortably big enough to take a man and incidentally exposes the timbers. There’s no question of how to anchor the rope this time.
“You realise we’re probably invalidating Finchby’s building insurance.”
Klempner whistles in. “What a shame.” We peer down into Stygian darkness. “How far down you think? Twenty-five… Thirty feet?”
“It can’t be more than that if the windows outside are anything to go by.”
This time on the rope, I'm much more in control.
It’s a straightforward climb down, the rope snagged by hand, thighs and crooked around one foot, and my body mass working for me rather than against, hand over hand, I descend into gloom. As my feet touch floor, the slight noise reverbs with the feel of a large empty space.
Blind-sighted in the darkness, the faint lines of external light seep through eaves.
Almost as I land, the rope shivers in my hand as Klempner also descends, coming at speed and I step smartly to one side as I realise he's all but on top of me.
He lands lightly. “Can't believe it's all going to be this easy.”
The air smells, not exactly stale, but unused. Revolving through three-sixty, the only light is the faintest of gleams, a fine line marking the eaves.
Also from above, a slight rustling…
Roosting birds?
From below, the floor vibrates to the bass thump of overloud music.
“Still got Beethoven’s Fifth Racket playing,” mutters Klempner from the gloom beside me.
“Useful for us though. He’ll not hear us coming with that going on.”
“Too right. I think we can risk a little light.”
With a click, the narrow beam of an LED flashlight cuts through the air, producing a startled flapping from above. To one side of us, the cracked plaster and paint of a wall, the beam painting threads and dots of light over webs and dust. But as the beam swings, it illuminates receding plaster then vanishes into darkness.
“A single open space?”
“It is a warehouse. Or was.”
Klempner gestures with the light. “That way is the front of the building, the main entrance and stairwell.” He swings the beam the opposite way. “So, let's follow the wall that way and see if we can find another stairwell. A place this size must have more than one.”
The torchlight aimed at the floor, we follow the line of the wall, stepping over the remains of ancient birds’ nests and small heaped cones of guano.
Almost immediately we come to a plain timber door; no lock, no complications beyond the weavings of the local spiders over the handle. On the wall beside it, a metal plaque in what might be brass under the patina. 'C-Bay'.
The handle resists turning, but only with the groan of long disuse. And the hinges complain as the door swings slowly open to reveal a small room beyond...
… then stepping through, stairs leading both up and down.
Klempner aims the torch upwards. “Presumably our roof access door is at the top. Wait here. I'll check. If we need to make a fast exit that way, it'll be nice to know what's there.”
He disappears up into shadow, the sound of his booted feet surprising quiet. For a tall man, he walks lightly. From downstairs, the bass thump is louder.
Klempner descends again. “It can be opened from the inside. Simple
rucksack from his shoulder, takes out his weapon, a
the axe?
a gun. But I've seen you handle that axe…” His voice turns dry… “… and I know what you did
We had to
that.” He slides to a half-smile, looking sheepish. “Sorry about
be a
you’ve come a
to the day? And here we are, you and I, fighting on the same
irony for you. Let's head down.
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up, stairs down, and a corridor off
halts in mid-stride, pressing a finger to his lips… “Listen.” He cups
sound… Voices speaking from some distance away, just audible over the thumping of the
the corridor, then moving quietly,
hand, ready to swing. “Any idea where we
murmur, “I think we’re heading
likely to
rear. Normally I’d have entered from
got a
was never in there, but he’d send someone through that way when he
are growing louder. As we turn into a door, abruptly, we must be all but on
can, crawling
spilt crumbs being investigated by bottle-green
as he recoils from a large
open?” I mutter. “You'd think the City authorities would shut
of the great and good in your pocket to get past that kind of
“As you would know.”
“Yes. As
from where we entered.
“You've done well, Lena…”
I paint the question on my
voice whines. “You are
We
door, inching around to see. After
empty tumbler. An open laptop casts a glow brighter than the daylight
ashtray, extracts a cigarette from a packet then offers one to the pregnant woman sitting opposite. She accepts both cigarette
the video footage, watching James and Charlotte at the
from a wad of notes. “Here you are, Lena. Five thousand,
figure moves into view and both Klempner and I jerk away before
was driving
Ben…
my cheeks then morphs
my brother. Klempner did what he
now, he’s doing
for the deposit on the rent for a nice place. Get yourself some decent furniture, decorate. Maybe
chin lifts.
He displays yellow
shop. Nice
background, Baxter raises a
see… It's all going your way now. And all because you did me one little
leans forward. “You got
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