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?”

still about fifteen minutes apart. I didn’t

Oh, God…

are you going into

so, Master. It’s too early

It’s way

know, Master. But,

stay calm. I’m just going

Calm…

Stay calm…

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“Hot coffee,” she says. “And I’ve packed sandwiches for you and…”

think Elizabeth is going

to her mouth. “She’s not due

no way I can

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

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Michael

and after a cautious moment,

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

recently occupied by Finchby, trying hard not

But he regards

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

nothing, simply pulling up the other seat by me, watching the

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

moving at its

his lower lip. “Nothing from the

one room after another of couples, triples and

know they're on camera?” I

“Some of the City High and Mighty

by a series of barred and

doors say ‘cells’ to

tends to keep them either working or locked

used to supply

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

I’m

of course, he’s

image shifts

there, in a corner of the screen, it’s

rises. “Oh,

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