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?”

“They’re still about fifteen minutes apart. I didn’t want to disturb you until I was sure, but… I am

Oh, God…

are you going

It’s too early I know, but I

It’s

But, I’m pretty

stay calm. I’m just going

Calm…

Stay calm…

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

Elizabeth is

hand to her mouth. “She’s not

no way

way with her. I’ll bring your car to the front, get the engine turning over, then it’s

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Michael

cautious moment, Klempner and

is stale, musty with cigarette smoke, the walls and ceiling perhaps

take the chair recently occupied by Finchby, trying hard not

But he regards the hovel of a

the laptop closer. “Okay, so he runs the women as prostitutes, but he must be worth plenty. What's the point

by me, watching the screen with half

an entrance lobby, then a dance floor, various corridors... Each quarter displays a

the return, but the feed is unresponsive, moving at its own pace. “He’s got plenty of

lower lip. “Nothing from the basement so

of couples, triples and more; rooms where girls

clients know they're on

“Some of the City High and Mighty there. Good blackmail material if he ever has any problems with

barred and padlocked doors. Each door

doors say ‘cells’ to me,” I

Finchby tends to keep them either working or locked

to supply

lost for words, finding myself simply staring

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

of course, he’s

shifts

in a corner of the

gorge rises.

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