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

see you, James. I wondered

growls, “I’ve had

Jenny’s voice. “Is that him? They have him? Is he hurt?”

eyes meet mine then drop to

him. You can’t.” She

hair plastered over the scalp. She leans forward, trying to see over her distended belly then looks up to me.

beaten up, but mad

“Don’t let

We’re coming in like it or not, and I imagine your little girl in there would prefer this

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

on a note of rising panic. “What are

weapon. Kick it into the corridor. Or we finish him. It’ll be slow

To James’ credit, the only sound he makes is a huff of expelled

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

turn. “Jenny…” She’s streaming tears. “Jenny,

her cheek, then to me, “We can’t get out right now 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

For now…

a

have to like

“Throw out the weapon, Klempner.

Not quite true…

I’m below the camera…

inventory, then toss the gun out

Larry.

me on the

No… Finchby’s a gloater…

screwed up as she groans through another contraction, looks up at

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

me. They stay safely at the far

saw a man with murder in

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

face I recognise. Baxter’s sidekick from when

see you again,

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