Hot Revenge Box Set 2

James

Michael looks me up and down. “You fit to walk?”

“I’ll manage.”

He gives a short jerk of his head and turns to Charlotte, arms outstretched. “You walk. I’ll carry Cara for you.”

She retreats, clutching Cara to herself, shrieking. “No!”

Michael steps back, holding up his palms. “Whoa… Calm down. It’s me. What do you think I’m going to do?”

She bursts into tears. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry…”

He takes a step closer, moving carefully. “Charlotte, we have to leave. I’m not sure you can carry Cara and walk too.”

“No.” She swings her head in denial, tries to step out, then totters, Cara still tight to her chest.

Michael exchanges a look with me, shaking his head, then he moves in… “Hold on to Cara.” …. sweeping her up. His voice changes to a kind of fake yokel accent. “Come, Mr Frodo!” he says. “I can't carry it for you, but I can carry you.”

She gives him a watery smile. “I’m sorry.”

“Stop saying that. You’ll be fine when we’ve got you home and rested up for a few days.”

Klempner shoves a knife into his belt. Another into the top of his boot. A handgun into a pocket. Then, picking up his SMG, “We need to get moving. I'll go to the front. Michael, you with Jenny in between. James, cover our backs.”

*****

Michael

My arms full of Charlotte, we clear the first flight of stairs to the corridor of ‘cells’. “Klempner, we should release the other women.”

double-takes at me, then looking along the passage

for that. Once we're out, you can sing

that time Finchby and Baxter could have murdered all the witnesses. Gotten rid of

in those cells represents his working stock. His property. He’ll not be eager to get rid

don’t think a lot of screaming, panicking women, running around the place, creating chaos, trying to escape, is

to the man with the highest bid. Get on

do have my axe. James, can you

her to him, clinging to his Cara

I aim… swing… and strike at the first padlock. The angle’s a little

aim, this

The lock springs open and after a brief struggle with the bolt, I open the door to

babbling something at me. Dark-haired and eyed, fair-skinned, she would be beautiful if she weren’t so obviously

her, “Quick,

then sees James with Charlotte and Cara. Wide-eyed, tearful, she jabbers at me, hands

partir? Venha conosco.” He throws a

then scrabbling up, dashes out, joining

indo embora. Você quer ajudar?” He jabs a finger to me… “Ajudem-no.”

as I crash open the padlock, she darts inside, gesturing me on to the next. Half a minute later, she exits, now with another two

me on the shoulder. “Keep at

from their grim prisons, flooding down the cells.

them into the hands

his

sei. Em toda parte. Eles não podem encontrar todos

“What are you saying?”

can’t catch all of them and Baxter probably

the final door opens, disgorging its

Gunshots…

spitting brick-dust. I duck, and screaming and shouting, chaotically, the women scatter. Splitting and flowing one way and the

yells, “Suba

is heavier, more pronounced. He must already have been exhausted as he arrived at the cell and he’d taken a beating. He may not want to admit it,

with a gun in your hand. Charlotte, give James yours. Arm around

me a