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 was sure, but… I am sure

Oh, God…

you

It’s too

It’s

know, Master. But,

I’m just going to talk to

Calm…

Stay calm…

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

think Elizabeth is going

raises a hand to her mouth. “She’s not due for another… what,

no

course, 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

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Michael

cautious

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

by Finchby, trying hard not to

staff are employed differently,” mutters Klempner. But he regards the

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

other seat by me, watching

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

at its own pace. “He’s got

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

another of couples, triples and more;

clients know they're on

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

a corridor lined by a series of barred

doors say ‘cells’

keep them either working or locked up until

used to supply

staring at him, leaning

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

course, he’s

image shifts

there, in a corner of

rises.

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