Hot Revenge Box Set 2

Chapter 10

Klempner

A voice echoes from outside the room. “Larry, what d’you think you’re doing in there? You really think you have a chance?”

“I might ask you the same question, Baxter.”

“Do you seriously think you can get out of there? You’re covered from all angles in a dead-end corridor. You’ve nowhere to go. Put the gun down and come out with your hands raised.

“Fuck you!”

There is a pause and the sound of movement and muttering, then, “If you don’t drop the weapon then we might have to take alternative action. We have a friend of yours with us. And to be fair, we have the money too.”

James…

A bluff?

Probably not…

“You going to take a look? He’s been missing you…”

And in the background, cursing; another voice I recognise.

Darting forward, then back, I risk a check around the door and down the corridor.

And yes, it’s James, battered and bruised but definitely not out of the game.

He looks fucking furious…

One eye is swollen almost shut, bruised to a shade of blue-crimson, the orb, a ball of blood. His head is raised against the muzzle pushing up at his chin to one side, the knife at his throat to the other. And I think his hands are cuffed behind him.

Standing to one side, Finchby, carrying something…

The money?

No… some kind of box…

More like a fisherman’s tackle box…

His grin is beyond irritating.

Baxter cradles a handgun, the muzzle

yell down. “Nice to see you, James. I wondered if you’d be joining the

growls, “I’ve had

They have

stills. His eyes meet

kill him. You

between her legs, a head is emerging. Bloodied, with a scrape of dark hair plastered over the scalp. She leans forward, trying to see over her distended belly then looks up to me. “Please,

looks beaten up,

Michael, her face contorted. “Don’t let them hurt him. Oh, God. Don’t let them hurt

Larry. We’re coming in like it or not, and I imagine your

me to…” There’s a crunch and a grunt. As I

note of rising panic. “What are they doing? What are

the corridor. Or we finish him. It’ll be slow and it’ll be

punctuates the end of the sentence with another kick. To James’ credit, the only sound he makes is

hurt him. Stop them. Oh, God, Father, please stop them. I’ve never asked you

“Jenny…” She’s streaming

anyway. And do you think we can fight our way past gunfire with Jenny and a new-born baby? At least this way, James is here with

For now…

a point

I don’t have

again. “Throw out the weapon, Klempner. And remember we can see you

Not quite true…

I’m below the camera…

inventory, then toss the gun out into the

outside, Larry. Hands

me on

No… Finchby’s a gloater…

groans through another contraction, looks up at

her. Pointing a finger, “You handle your end of it.” She nods,

Baxter who approach me. They stay safely at the far end of

a man

two heavies towards me. “Search

there’s a face I recognise. Baxter’s sidekick from when

again, Hickman.

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