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?”

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

Oh, God…

are you going

It’s too early I know, but

It’s way too

Master. But, I’m

calm. I’m just going to talk

Calm…

Stay calm…

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

Elizabeth is going into

“She’s not due for another…

weeks. Mitch, there’s no way I can leave

you can’t. 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

after a cautious moment, Klempner and I enter

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

the chair recently occupied by Finchby, trying hard not to actually touch anything. “You'd think he could afford

he regards the hovel of a room,

women as prostitutes, but he must be worth

the other seat by me, watching the screen with half an

lobby, then a dance

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

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

one room after another of couples, triples and more; rooms where girls

clients know

a fingernail at the screen. “Some of the City High and Mighty there. Good blackmail material if he ever has

series of barred and padlocked doors.

doors say ‘cells’ to me,”

grunts agreement. “Yes… Finchby tends to keep them either working or

used to

myself simply staring at

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

of course,

shifts

in a corner of the screen, it’s

gorge rises. “Oh,

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