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.

of James, Baxter cradles a

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

growls, “I’ve had better

have him?

eyes meet mine then drop

You can’t.” She whimpers, then

the scalp. She leans

up, but

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

or not, and I

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

again, on a note of rising panic. “What are they doing? What are

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

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

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

She’s streaming

“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 they’ll not

For now…

a point

don’t have to

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

Not quite true…

I’m below the camera…

a quick mental inventory, then

outside, Larry.

me on the

No… Finchby’s a gloater…

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

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

Finchby or Baxter who approach me. They stay safely at the

ever I saw a man with murder

towards me. “Search

recognise. Baxter’s sidekick from when he

again, Hickman. Just like

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