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 sure, but… I am

Oh, God…

you going into

so, Master. It’s too early I

It’s

Master. But, I’m pretty

stay calm. I’m just going to talk

Calm…

Stay calm…

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

think Elizabeth is going into

to her mouth. “She’s not due

no way I can

Call your clinic. Tell them you’re on your way with her. I’ll bring your car to the front, get the engine turning

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Michael

exit, and after a cautious moment, Klempner and I

smoke, the walls and ceiling perhaps once white

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

employed differently,” mutters Klempner. But he regards the

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

by me, watching

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

unresponsive, moving at its own pace. “He’s got plenty

chewing on his lower lip.

views shift to one room after another of couples, triples and more;

know

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

a corridor lined by a series of barred and padlocked doors. Each

say ‘cells’ to me,”

keep them either working or locked up until

to

finding myself simply staring at him, leaning in, intent

He doesn’t turn from the screen. “Michael, you know my past. I’m not going to spend every waking moment apologising

of course, he’s

shifts once

there, in a corner of the screen,

rises. “Oh,

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