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?”

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

Oh, God…

you

so, Master. It’s too early I know, but I think

early? It’s way

know, Master. But, I’m

stay calm. I’m just going

Calm…

Stay calm…

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“And I’ve packed sandwiches for you and…” Her voice trails off as she sees my

think Elizabeth is going into

“She’s

weeks. Mitch, there’s no way I can

bring your car to

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Michael

and Baxter exit, and after a cautious moment, Klempner and I enter the

and ceiling perhaps once white but now

not to actually touch anything. “You'd think he

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

the women as prostitutes, but he must be

nothing, simply pulling up the other seat by me, watching the screen with half an eye, the

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

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

nods slowly, chewing on his lower lip. “Nothing from the

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

clients know they're on camera?”

and Mighty there.

barred and padlocked

doors say ‘cells’ to me,”

keep them either working or locked up until he’s sure he

to supply

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

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

of course,

shifts once more…

in a corner of the screen, it’s

gorge rises. “Oh,

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