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

Oh, God…

are you going into

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

early? It’s way

Master. But, I’m pretty

calm. I’m just going to talk

Calm…

Stay calm…

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

think Elizabeth is going into

mouth. “She’s not due

there’s no way I can leave

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

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Michael

exit, and after a cautious moment, Klempner and

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

by Finchby, trying hard not to actually

are employed differently,” mutters Klempner. But he regards the hovel of a room,

but he must be worth plenty. What's the point in being wealthy if

me, watching the screen with half an eye, the door with

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

return, but the feed is unresponsive, moving at its

his lower lip. “Nothing from

after another of couples, triples and

clients know

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

barred

‘cells’ to me,”

grunts agreement. “Yes… Finchby tends to keep them either working or locked up until he’s

used to

for words, finding myself simply staring at him,

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

course,

image shifts once

a corner of the screen, it’s

rises.

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