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,

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

“I’ve had better

voice. “Is that him? They have him? Is he hurt?” Then she

stills. His eyes meet mine then drop

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

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

up,

her face contorted. “Don’t let them hurt

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

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

panic. “What are they doing? What

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

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

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

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

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 with Charlotte and

For now…

a point

have to

out the weapon, Klempner. And remember we can see

Not quite true…

I’m below the camera…

air, run a quick mental inventory, then toss the gun

Larry. Hands

me on

No… Finchby’s a gloater…

she groans through another contraction, looks up

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

stay safely at the far

saw a man with murder in

nods his two heavies towards me. “Search

Baxter’s sidekick from when he

again, Hickman. Just

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