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?”

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

Oh, God…

are you going

too early I know, but I think

early? It’s way

know, Master. But, I’m

stay calm. I’m just going to talk

Calm…

Stay calm…

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says. “And I’ve packed

think Elizabeth is

hand to her mouth. “She’s

Mitch, there’s no way I

I’ll bring your car to the front, get the engine turning over, then

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Michael

cautious

ceiling perhaps once white but now yellowed

trying hard not to actually touch

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

runs the women as prostitutes, but he must be worth plenty. What's the point in being wealthy

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

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

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

on his lower lip.

of couples, triples and more; rooms where

clients know

Mighty there.

flickers again: a corridor lined by a series of barred and padlocked doors. Each door has a small

‘cells’

them either working or locked up until he’s

used to supply

finding myself simply staring at him,

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 the

of course, he’s

image shifts once

a corner of the screen, it’s

gorge rises. “Oh,

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