Hot Revenge Box Set 2

Chapter 14

James

The ‘music’ is still playing, and I don’t hear the sound, but beside me, a half-empty cocktail glass shatters and Klempner, snatching at my arm, tugs me to one side. Crouching behind the bar, “That’s Finchby.”

“How d’you know it’s Finchby?”

“Because he’s a fucking lousy shot.”

“So, where’s Baxter?”

Above us, in a line on the shelves above us, the top rank of bottles shatter, exploding their contents in a multi-hued shower of liquid and shattered glass. “That’s Baxter.” Abruptly, the music cuts out…

“Thank fuck for that,” mutters Klempner beside me, inching up to look over the bar.

Another line of fire, lower this time…

Finchby’s voice. “That’s my stock you’re shooting up, Baxter…”

Klempner grins. “C’mon… They’re in the office.” His head swings. “Where’s Jenny?”

“Down the stairs. Hopefully, Michael already has her out.”

“Good. That gives us a free hand.” He checks his watch. “Right, with me… One, two, three…”

His rifle over the bar, Klempner fires blind towards the office door. It chatters then falls silent. He curses…

Out of ammo?

Jammed?

… then tugs a handgun from his pocket and fires. “Run…”

*****

 

Klempner

A group of half a dozen of the women mill around, seeming not to know what to do without someone telling them...

Natural slaves...

The Glock raised in my hand, “Get out!”

One blathers at me, runs up pleading, then her eyes fix on my pistol.

“Out!” I yell, pointing to the door. “Saia! Ir!”

don't get the message. Another runs

Too stupid to live…

I cup my paired hands, then... “Boom...” I open them

get it. Eyes widen. Screaming, they

two running the

Fuck…

and

Finchby…

Gotcha!

He’s way too slow, yelping as I slap the hand to one side,

I plant my fist in

Got the bastard!

haul him onto his feet. “Now move.” Dangling in my grip, half his weight pressed against the collar at the front

me.

friend here

like a piglet that

Which it is…

yet. If you annoy me now, we might move

by the hair, examining his face. “If you want him

Ever the pragmatist…

a shame.” I release him, top and bottom, and Finchby drops to the

would have...” James points two fingers at

I would. But Baxter's not here and I need to know where he is. I’m sure our friend here will be able to tell us

I

way to the stairs, Hickman, apparently on his way out, but as he sees

up. Finchby takes the opportunity to kick out

“Hey, I'm not looking for trouble. Like I said…” He looks down to

bastard, Hickman. You were being

for that, I wasn’t. You told me I was to help you with…” He meets

it seems to me that you're out of a

nods glumly. “I'd say you're

feel about

spark, head inclining.

“Yes, me.”

He straightens up, almost to attention. “What would you

lay your hands on to get this bastard

try his office. Be

pipes up. “While you're there pick up his laptop and

pauses, microscopically, looking

you take orders

“Yes, sir.”

my watch. “We only have six

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