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

Oh, God…

are you

“I think so, Master. It’s too

early? It’s

But, I’m pretty

just going to talk to

Calm…

Stay calm…

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

think Elizabeth is going

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

no way I

Call your clinic. Tell them you’re on your way with her. I’ll bring your car to the

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Michael

cautious moment, Klempner and I enter the

walls and ceiling perhaps once white but

not to actually touch

differently,” mutters Klempner. But he

pull the laptop closer. “Okay, so he runs the women as prostitutes, but he must be worth plenty. What's the point in

by me, watching the screen with half an eye, the door

then a dance floor, various corridors... Each quarter displays a

try tapping the return, but the feed is unresponsive, moving at

his lower lip. “Nothing from the basement

shift to one room after another of couples, triples and more; rooms where

the clients know

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

series of barred and padlocked

‘cells’ to

tends to keep them either working or locked up

to

for words, finding myself simply staring at

you know my past. I’m

course, he’s

shifts once

in a corner

gorge rises.

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