Hot Revenge Box Set 2

Chapter 6

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Richard

My mobile rings. I snatch it up. “Yes, Ross?”

“I've lost contact with James. They've made him leave the phone behind when they sent him on the next leg…”

Fuck…

How do we help him now?

“… And the earpiece. And…” Ross’ voice is shaky… “Richard... They… the kidnappers I mean… they spoke to me via the connection. I recorded it all. I'm playing it back to you.”

Klempner. You know who this is.

Just like you to let this tired old bastard run the gauntlet. But that's just you all over isn't it. Letting someone else take the heat.

We'll have the money very shortly. And believe me, it had better be all the money in that bag. But the deal’s not sealed until we have you too. Until then, that darling daughter of yours is going nowhere.

The voice snaps off. There’s a moment’s hiss then Ross speaks again. “Richard, what do you want me to do? Should I call the police?”

“No… don’t do that. If they think the police are involved, they’ll almost certainly murder Charlotte… and her baby… before Michael and Klempner can get to her.”

“What then?”

What indeed?

Should I go?

Leave Mitch to look after Elizabeth?

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How do I tell her this?

Wearily, I climb the stairs to find my sleeping wife.

But she’s not sleeping. “Elizabeth… There’s been a development. Ross has…” I stop, mid-sentence. “Elizabeth?”

From the pillow, she stares up at me, wide-eyed. “I’m sorry, Master…”

“Sorry? Elizabeth, what’s wrong?”

shaky… Then, “They’re still about fifteen minutes apart. I didn’t want

Oh, God…

are you going into

too early I know, but I think

It’s

Master. But, I’m pretty

I’m just going to

Calm…

Stay calm…

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coffee,” she says. “And I’ve packed sandwiches for you and…” Her voice trails off as

think Elizabeth is

hand to her mouth. “She’s not due for

there’s no way I

bring your car to the front, get the engine turning

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Michael

and Baxter exit, and after a cautious moment, Klempner and I enter

musty with cigarette smoke, the walls and ceiling perhaps

by Finchby, trying hard not to actually touch anything. “You'd think he could

are employed differently,” mutters Klempner. But he regards

so he runs the women as prostitutes, but he must be

the other seat by me, watching the screen with half

lobby, then a dance floor, various corridors... Each quarter displays a small insert:

at its own pace. “He’s got plenty

lip.

to one room after another of couples, triples and

clients know

taps a fingernail at the screen. “Some of the City High and Mighty there.

a series of barred and

doors say ‘cells’ to

keep them either working or locked up

to

finding myself simply staring at him, leaning in,

He doesn’t turn from the screen. “Michael, you know my past. I’m not going to spend every waking moment apologising for it. Now… shall we get on with the

course,

image shifts once

in a corner

rises. “Oh,

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