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?”

minutes apart. I didn’t want to disturb you until I was sure, but… I am

Oh, God…

you

too

It’s way

Master. But, I’m

stay calm. I’m just going

Calm…

Stay calm…

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

Elizabeth is going into

“She’s not due

no

with her. I’ll bring your car to the front, get

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Michael

Baxter exit, and after a cautious moment, Klempner

musty with cigarette smoke, the walls and ceiling

trying hard not to actually touch anything.

But he regards the hovel

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

me, watching the screen

an entrance lobby, then a dance floor, various corridors... Each quarter displays a small insert: L2 lobby, L3

feed is unresponsive, moving at its own pace.

chewing on his lower lip. “Nothing from the basement

of couples, triples and

clients know

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

again: a corridor lined by a series of barred and padlocked doors.

‘cells’ to me,” I

them either working or

used to

for words, finding myself simply staring at him, leaning in, intent

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

course, he’s

image shifts

in a corner of the screen,

rises. “Oh,

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