Hot Revenge Box Set 2

Chapter 5

 

James

Despite the cold, my heated face streams sweat which soaks down my neck and into my clothes.

Slow down, Man…

You can’t sprint for a mile…

I drop to a trot and my heartbeat decelerates to something more sustainable. The banging behind my ears subsides.

Don’t panic…

The kidnappers may say Don’t be late, but their priority is the money.

Irony slaps me around the cheeks. Here I am, in an area I wouldn’t normally consider walking at night, certainly not alone. And I’m running through it, toting a bag containing a cool million in cash.

The steady rhythm of my jogging sets a metronome ticking in my head, clearing my thoughts.

How fast is a jog?

Six miles an hour?

So, I should cover my mile in the ten minutes I have.

Calm down…

Nonetheless, I find myself counting paces; eating up distance with each one…

They must be watching me…

Where are they watching from?

A parked car?

pass, where they

Could be anywhere.

of berths alongside the river. Once an attractive place

the edge of the more reputable parts of town.

floodlights set in grassy lawns. The fountain, also floodlit, dances and sparkles

I can think of one or two exceptions to

the Square, for a moment I drop, hands resting on knees as

For what?

scanning

I in the right

“James?”

but I

did the message

reading aloud. “Corner of Birch Square by Waverley

behind the western side of the

Stupid… Stupid…

I’ll

Keep

but I

the line of houses; handsome red-bricks built on three stories ending in a small parade of

Still nothing.

as I look for whatever the

Doorways…

Store windows…

A mailbox…

Nothing…

they make it

inside me. My watch tells me I’m two minutes

be watching

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