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.

side of James, Baxter cradles

James. I wondered if you’d be joining the party.

“I’ve had

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

meet mine

let them kill him. You can’t.” She whimpers, then

the scalp. She

up, but mad as

let

like it or not, and I imagine your little girl in there would prefer this one

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

“What are they

him.

James’ credit, the only

them. Oh, God, Father, please stop them.

“Jenny…” She’s streaming tears. “Jenny, this isn’t

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

For now…

has a

don’t have to like

out the weapon, Klempner. And remember we can see

Not quite true…

I’m below the camera…

quick mental inventory, then toss the gun out into the

outside, Larry. Hands

shoot me on

No… Finchby’s a gloater…

her face screwed up as she groans through another

at her. Pointing a finger, “You handle your

form, it’s not Finchby or Baxter who approach me. They stay safely at the far end

man

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

there’s a face I recognise. Baxter’s sidekick from when he sprang me from the

again, Hickman. Just like

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