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

Oh, God…

are you

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

It’s way

Master. But, I’m pretty

I’m just going to

Calm…

Stay calm…

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in the kitchen, screwing the top onto a flask. “Hot coffee,” she says. “And I’ve packed sandwiches for you and…” Her

is going into

to her mouth. “She’s

there’s no way

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

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Michael

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

ceiling perhaps once white but

Finchby, trying hard not to

employed differently,” mutters Klempner. But he regards the

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

other seat by me, watching the

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 plenty of cameras around

on his lower lip. “Nothing from the basement

of couples, triples and more; rooms where girls

know they're

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

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

doors say ‘cells’ to me,”

Finchby tends to keep them either working or locked up

to supply

finding myself simply staring at him, leaning in, intent on

Klempner realises I’m watching him. He doesn’t turn from the screen. “Michael, you know my past. I’m not going

course,

image shifts once

there, in a corner of

gorge rises.

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