Hot Revenge Box Set 2
Chapter 17
Michael
The Ahhh marches across Klempner's face.
Footsteps sound outside, drawing closer and James re-enters.
In a few minutes, he’s changed. From the winter woollens, heavy jeans and boots he was wearing before, he changed into a fresh shirt, suit and polished shoes. His face is clean, barring the swollen eye, and he’s combed his hair. And under one arm, he’s carrying a wooden box. For a second, I can’t think what it is. Then I realise…
To me, this is just my old friend James.
But what will Finchby see?
He flashes a glance at the still unconscious man. “How long before he wakes up?”
Klempner rocks a hand. “I didn’t give him much. Anytime now. Within the next few minutes certainly.”
“Good. Michael…” He snaps fingers towards the cooler. “Ice bucket.” Then he aims a finger towards the table behind our dangling houseguest.
And now I know what he has in mind.
I grin. “My pleasure.”
Klempner, obviously bemused, watches in silence as I scoop ice into the bucket and add water. I place it on the table and James drops in his toys into the chinking mix.
A groan…
Finchby stirs. “What…?”
I eye-point Klempner to a chair. He’s sucking in a smile as he takes his place in the ‘viewing gallery’.
“What’s going on?” Finchby’s eyes blink open, hazy and unfocussed, then his face sharpens as realisation penetrates. His eyes fling wide, showing the whites. “Christ…” Struggling against the restraints, he writhes and twists. But he’s going nowhere.
His eyes settle on Klempner. “Hey… Larry…” He tries for a cheesy grin but fails.
Is he going to piss himself?
Klempner smiles pleasantly. “Afternoon, Finchby. Good to see you’re back with us. Comfortable?”
The man is pasty, his breath short and quick. “Hey, Larry, what are you playing at? It wasn't personal. It was business. You know how it is.”
Klempner lifts his chin, eyes narrowing. Standing, he stalks a few paces to stand by Finchby, speaking to the side of his face.
“Yes, I do know how it is. And for coming after me, I'd have simply slit your throat and called it evens…”
Finchby’s breathing shudders…
“… But it stopped being business the moment you took my daughter and chained her up in your dungeon of a cell. You imprisoned her in conditions calculated to make her sick and to risk her child. You made it your business to demean and humiliate her…”
He draws breath. Any trace of compassion slides from his expression. For the first time, the fury shows. His voice morphs to a hiss.
“… And you planned to sell my granddaughter for parts? This stopped being business some while ago, Finchby. This is very definitely personal.”
Finchby hangs, lungs jerking and juddering. He blinks rapidly, moisture gleaming at the corners of his eyes.
He tries to speak, his throat working, then tries again. “What are you going to do, Larry?”
Abruptly, Klempner’s pleasant expression pastes back into place. “Nothing. Nothing at all…”
Finchby pants, quick shallow breaths, eyes darting here and there…
his chin to James, currently lounging against a wall, arms and ankles crossed.
breaks. Weeping and shaking. “Oh,
use her. And you planned to sell his daughter for organs. Call me a sceptic,
is everything…” It’s Mitch. Her words
The vein at her neck throbs.
by an arm, propelling her back towards the door.
“I
her at both shoulders, “I can't tell you what to do with your life, but I can tell you what you're not doing.
then dimples. Her eyes cast between me and James.
chin with a finger. “You won't wake the baby, will you. I've
quick pat on the cheek, then she sashays out of the door, throwing a comment
eyes, then closes
for the cooler. Speaking loudly, “Want a
feet, ankles crossed, up on the table. “Beer's good for
a couple of
“Whatever you’re opening.”
choose?” I rip both bags, tipping the contents into a couple of bowls, then stack everything onto a tray. “James? A
table where Finchby can see him. Glancing up from where he is opening up his box, “Thank you, Michael, yes. A
beside James’ ‘work area’, passing around the
One by one, he inspects the edges, testing them with his thumb. He chooses one, but apparently unsatisfied,
knocking back a glug of beer. Then I toss back a handful of
a wicked-looking set of knives, James. Well cared for, I
the blade up to the light, inspecting the serrated blade. “That's because these are
speech with the bottle in my hand, waving it in the
yes, although I've not
while he's staying with us.” I turn back to Klempner, keeping my voice loud. “You know, forget these Japanese chefs. James here makes the best sushi. That knife he's sharpening... A couple of weeks back, he was slicing up... What was
“Tuna.”
more than an inch thick when he started, but you know he sliced
casually, between his fingers. “So, Klempner, what exactly did you want to
moving closer to Finchby. In a low voice, “Your building is a write-off. And the police
Maybe he’s just dumped me. Like he accused you of doing. He's done it himself to
and takes
places the knife on the table then chooses another. Not one of
top button of Finchby’s shirt, then slices. The button pops off and he moves down to the next. One at
I don't know where he
you really don’t know where we can find him, well… what use are you to us? I don’t see either of
way up the inside sleeve of one arm, then the other. A slash across the shoulders and the shirt falls
pauses, knife in
your memory
“Larry, I don't know.”
James...” He waves in a carry-on
knife, picking up his original. Face impassive, standing square on, he sets the point to the hollow
“No!”
wouldn't want to
very, very slowly… he draws the blade
clavicle, centred down the breastbone and stopping at the navel. A thin trickle of blood dribbles down through scattered
too sharp, the cut too fine, to
say?”
don't know.
Finchby.” Klempner waves his bottle at me. “Do you
“Nope. Carry on, James.”
my eye, holding it for a second then, putting down the knife, draws his next tool from the ice
following the line of the spine. As he moves,
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