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?

I pass, where they can lurk in

Could be anywhere.

of me… Waverly Moorings… A series of berths alongside the river. Once an attractive place for

of the more reputable parts of town. As the name suggests, it consists of

fountain, also floodlit, dances and sparkles by the central Christmas tree which stands tall, proclaiming Goodwill To

can think of one or two exceptions to that

moment I drop, hands resting on knees as I regain my breath, then, straightening up,

For what?

scanning

in the

“James?”

but I

did the message say,

aloud. “Corner of

extend right along behind the western side of the

Stupid… Stupid…

right. I’ll go

Keep your

right, but

houses; handsome red-bricks built on three stories ending in a

Still nothing.

my breathing tightens again as I look for whatever

Doorways…

Store windows…

A mailbox…

Nothing…

make

My watch tells me I’m two

be

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