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?”

still about fifteen minutes apart. I didn’t want to disturb you until I was

Oh, God…

you going

“I think so, Master. It’s too early I

It’s way too

But, I’m

I’m just going to

Calm…

Stay calm…

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screwing the top onto a flask. “Hot coffee,” she says. “And I’ve packed sandwiches for you and…” Her

is going into

mouth. “She’s

Mitch, there’s no way I can

Tell them you’re on your way with her. I’ll bring your car to the front, get the engine turning over, then it’s warm

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Michael

and Baxter exit, and after a cautious

musty with cigarette smoke, the walls and ceiling perhaps

by Finchby, trying hard not

But he regards the hovel of a

as prostitutes, but he must be

says nothing, simply pulling up the other seat by me, watching the screen

what looks like an entrance lobby, then a dance floor, various corridors... Each quarter displays a small insert: L2 lobby,

is unresponsive, moving at its

lower lip. “Nothing from the basement so far

shift to one room after another of couples, triples and more; rooms where girls ‘entertain’ their clients. L4a,

know

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

again: a corridor lined by a series of barred and padlocked doors. Each door has a small

say ‘cells’ to me,” I

them either working or locked

to

myself simply staring

a moment Klempner realises I’m watching him. 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 task in

of course, he’s

shifts once more…

a corner of

gorge rises.

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