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 want to disturb you until I was sure, but… I am sure

Oh, God…

are you

too early I know, but I think

It’s

Master. But, I’m

I’m just going to talk

Calm…

Stay calm…

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flask. “Hot coffee,” she says. “And I’ve packed sandwiches for you and…” Her voice trails off as she

is going

a hand to her mouth. “She’s not due

there’s no

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

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Michael

cautious moment, Klempner and I enter the

the walls and ceiling perhaps once white but now yellowed and draped with dusty

chair recently occupied by Finchby, trying hard not to actually touch anything. “You'd think

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

prostitutes, but he must be worth plenty. What's the point

pulling up the other seat by me, watching the screen with half an eye, the door with

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

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

on his lower lip. “Nothing from the basement

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

know they're on

“Some of the City High and Mighty there. Good blackmail material if

a corridor lined by a series of barred and padlocked doors. Each door has a

say ‘cells’ to

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

used to

myself simply staring at him, leaning

the screen. “Michael, you know my past. I’m

of course,

image shifts once more…

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

gorge rises. “Oh,

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