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.

James, Baxter cradles a handgun, the muzzle

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

growls, “I’ve had better

him? They have him? Is he hurt?” Then she

stills. His eyes meet mine then

kill him. You can’t.”

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

beaten up, but mad as

Michael, her face contorted. “Don’t let them

it or not, and I imagine your little

voice is a snarl. “Fuck you. You’re not using me to…” There’s a crunch and a grunt. As I risk

rising panic. “What

out the weapon. Kick it into the corridor. Or we finish him. It’ll be slow and it’ll be noisy and she’ll hear every

To James’ credit, the only sound he

are they doing? Don’t let them hurt him. Stop them. Oh,

streaming tears. “Jenny, this

our way past gunfire with Jenny and a

For now…

has a point

don’t have

voice from outside again. “Throw out the weapon, Klempner. And remember we can see you on

Not quite true…

I’m below the camera…

quick mental inventory,

outside, Larry. Hands

me on the

No… Finchby’s a gloater…

her face screwed up as she groans through another contraction,

finger, “You handle your end of it.” She nods, panting,

who approach me. They stay safely at

man with murder

nods his two heavies towards me. “Search him. He’ll have other

from when

again,

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