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?”

shaky… Then, “They’re still about fifteen minutes apart. I didn’t want to disturb you until I was

Oh, God…

are you

It’s too early

It’s way

Master. But, I’m

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…” Her

think Elizabeth is

“She’s not due

no way I

can’t. Call your clinic. Tell them you’re on your way with her. I’ll bring your car to the front, get

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Michael

Baxter exit, and after a cautious moment, Klempner and

the walls and ceiling perhaps once white but now yellowed and

occupied by Finchby, trying hard not

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

so he runs the women as prostitutes, but he must be worth plenty. What's

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

like an entrance lobby, then a dance floor,

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

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

triples and more; rooms where girls ‘entertain’ their clients. L4a,

know they're on camera?” I

a fingernail at the screen. “Some of the City High and Mighty there. Good blackmail material if he

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

‘cells’ to

keep them either working or

used to

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

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 on with the task in

course, he’s

shifts once

there, in a corner of the

gorge rises. “Oh,

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