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.”

then looking along the passage and its

Once we're out, you can sing

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

He’ll not be eager to

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

pauses, shoots me a calculating look. “Sold to the man with the highest bid. Get on with it

They’re downstairs somewhere. But I do have my

Cara with one hand,

shoulders, I aim… swing… and strike at the first padlock. The angle’s a little wrong. The blade bites in, but the

this time

a brief

woman cringes back, babbling something at me. Dark-haired and eyed, fair-skinned,

gesture her,

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

pokes his head around the door. “Você quer partir? Venha conosco.” He throws a glance to

scrabbling up, dashes out, joining

indo embora. Você quer ajudar?” He jabs a finger to me… “Ajudem-no.” Then he stands back,

open the padlock, she darts inside, gesturing me on to the next. Half a minute later, she exits, now

already working on the next. Klempner taps me on the shoulder. “Keep at it. I’ll see

I lose count. The crowd of women grows; black-skinned, white-skinned, coffee-skinned. Asian, Caucasian, Afro. Few seem to share a language, but all come bursting from their grim prisons, flooding down the cells. A

them into the hands of the first woman we released. “Abre

tugs at his

não sei. Em toda parte. Eles

“What are you saying?”

can’t catch all of them and Baxter probably

final door opens,

Gunshots…

women scatter. Splitting and flowing

“Suba

the cell and

give her to me. Klempner needs you with a gun in your hand. Charlotte, give James yours. Arm around my

gives me a