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?”

about fifteen minutes apart. I didn’t want to

Oh, God…

you going into

“I think so, Master. It’s too early I know, but

early? It’s way

But,

calm. I’m just going to talk to

Calm…

Stay calm…

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“And I’ve packed sandwiches for you and…”

think Elizabeth is going into

her mouth. “She’s

there’s no way I

with her. I’ll bring your car to the front,

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Michael

a cautious moment, Klempner and I enter the

stale, musty with cigarette smoke, the walls and ceiling perhaps once white but now yellowed

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

Klempner. But he regards the hovel of a room, lip

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

simply pulling up the other seat by me,

of what looks like an entrance lobby, then a dance floor, various corridors...

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

his lower lip. “Nothing from the basement so far

room after another of couples, triples and more; rooms

if the clients know they're on

the City High and Mighty there. Good blackmail material if he

by a series of barred and padlocked doors. Each door

say ‘cells’ to me,” I

either working or locked up until he’s sure he has them under

used to supply

lost for words, finding myself simply staring

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…

in a corner

rises. “Oh,

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