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?”

breathing shaky… Then, “They’re still about fifteen minutes apart. I didn’t want to disturb you until I was sure, but… I

Oh, God…

you going into

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

It’s way

But, I’m pretty

stay calm. I’m just

Calm…

Stay calm…

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says. “And I’ve packed sandwiches for you and…” Her voice trails off

think Elizabeth is going into

a hand to her mouth. “She’s not due for

no way I can

with her. I’ll bring your car to the front, get the engine turning over, then it’s warm when you

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Michael

and after a cautious moment, Klempner and I

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

hard not to actually touch anything.

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

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

nods but says nothing, simply pulling up the other seat by me, watching the screen with half an

flicks between shots of what looks like an entrance lobby, then a dance floor, various corridors... Each quarter displays a small

moving at its own pace. “He’s

on his lower lip. “Nothing from the basement so far

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

clients know they're on

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

lined by a series of barred and padlocked doors. Each door has a small viewing window.

‘cells’

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

used to supply

simply staring at him, leaning

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

of course, he’s

image shifts once more…

corner

rises. “Oh,

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