Hot Revenge Box Set 2

James

But downstairs in my playroom, Klempner is nowhere to be seen. Neither is he in the laundry, the boiler room or anywhere else.

Finchby has vanished too.

Michael regards the empty spot. Clicking a thumbnail against his teeth. “There’s only one way he could have gotten out.”

“Yes, there is. Michael, Klempner knew the tunnel existed. How long d'you think it would have taken him to find it if he was seriously looking?”

Hissing through his teeth, he marches across to the hidden exit at the far end of the chamber.

A click, the concealed door opens and he vanishes inside.

Re-emerging a minute later. “There’re drag marks where the floor turns to earth. You want to follow them?”

“I don’t think I do. I’m not sure I want to be responsible for whatever happens to Finchby. Besides, I have more immediate things to do.”

“Such as?”

“I have a hard drive to clean up before I deliver it to the police.”

Michael scratches at forty-eight-hour stubble. “I suspect Finchby may not be our problem anymore.”

“I suspect you’re right. Klempner wanted to question him some more. I doubt he’ll survive the experience.”

“And Klempner?”

“He'll be back.”

“You think?”

“Mitch.”

*****

The following evening, the front door opens and Klempner breezes in as if he had not a care in the world.

“James, Michael, sorry to leave you so precipitously. I'm sure you understand why.”

He’s changed, wearing fresh clothes which look new and fit him well; trousers, a roll-top sweater, jacket and shoes. And he carries a pair of bags, offering one to me.

“Yours. Thank you for the loan. I had them laundered of course.”

“Finchby?” I ask, cautiously.

“... Will trouble you no more.” His gaze is direct. “Or for that matter, anyone else.”

you do with

head inclines. He regards me from under his

“Yes.”

he’d told me what

him in the

I want what’s left of him found.” His tone turns savage. “I want it

again, his smile sunny. “If someone has

This is Klempner…

some

you stopped at cutting his

Heaves air. “I didn't want Jenny or Mitch reading something like that

the end of

regards him. “And how is your

blistered my

scratches his nose. “I can imagine. Here…” He proffers the second bag. “I should have given you this before, but we were rather busy. It’s Finchby’s half of the money. I think most of it’s there, minus a… um… finder’s fee to Hickman. I thought that was appropriate. I’ve not recovered Baxter’s half, I’m afraid,

bag. “I assumed

“You

*****

Klempner

Michael head upstairs. They want to see Jenny of course. Spend

And the baby…

Of course…

To see his

I pace the

a Christmas tree stands, half-decorated. Close by, a cardboard box overflows

damp with chill, so, for lack of anything else to do, I make up the fire. It’s

thicker logs over it, building it high. A good burn will heat the stonework

upstairs, the sound of laughter and chatter drifts. I can pick out

off her

and occasionally the nurse trots

to the fire, letting the heat bathe

buzz of excitement fades. And

Now what?

Perhaps I should go?

them play Happy

should be

stand over the fire, leaning with both hands on the mantle, staring down into the flames

is

turn. “Mitch, is Jenny

herself up properly now. They’ve put Cara in an incubator, but it’s

“An incubator? Here?”

clinic or