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?”

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

Oh, God…

you

think so, Master. It’s too

early? It’s way

know, Master. But,

I’m just going to

Calm…

Stay calm…

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a flask. “Hot coffee,” she says. “And I’ve

is going into

a hand to her mouth. “She’s not due

there’s no way I

Call your clinic. Tell them you’re on your way with her. I’ll bring your car

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Michael

cautious moment, Klempner and I

walls and ceiling perhaps once white

trying hard not to actually touch anything. “You'd think he could afford a

But he regards the hovel of a

prostitutes, but he must be worth plenty.

me, watching

a dance floor, various corridors... Each

at its own pace. “He’s got plenty of cameras around

chewing on his lower lip. “Nothing from the basement so

another of couples, triples and more; rooms where girls ‘entertain’

if the clients know they're on camera?” I

the screen. “Some of the City High and Mighty there. Good blackmail material if

series of barred

doors say ‘cells’

keep them either working or locked up until he’s

used to

staring at him, leaning in, intent on

Klempner realises I’m watching him. He doesn’t turn from the screen. “Michael, you know my past. I’m not

course, he’s

image shifts once more…

in a corner of the screen, it’s

rises.

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