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?”

“They’re still about fifteen minutes apart. I didn’t want to

Oh, God…

you going

It’s too

It’s way too

But,

just

Calm…

Stay calm…

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Mitch in the kitchen, screwing the top onto a flask. “Hot coffee,” she says. “And I’ve packed sandwiches for you and…” Her voice trails off as she sees my

is

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

weeks. Mitch, there’s no way I can leave

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

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

are employed differently,” mutters Klempner. But he

he must be worth plenty. What's the point in being

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

an entrance lobby, then a dance floor, various corridors... Each

unresponsive, moving at its own pace. “He’s got plenty

lip. “Nothing from the basement so

shift to one room after another of couples, triples

know they're on

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

barred and padlocked doors. Each door has a small viewing window.

doors say ‘cells’ to me,” I

grunts agreement. “Yes… Finchby tends to keep them either working or locked up until he’s sure

used to

simply staring at him, leaning in, intent on the

my past. I’m not going to spend every waking moment apologising

of course, he’s

shifts

corner of the screen, it’s

gorge rises. “Oh,

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