Hot Revenge Box Set 2

Chapter 32

The Gang picks up my mood, milling around. Archie bounces about, yapping excitedly until Meg snaps at him and he sheers off. Then as the four play at rough-and-tumble under the table, Scruffy joins them and I snap. “Quiet! All of you!”

The dogs subside and assemble under the desk, panting. Ryan stares at me. “Kirstie?”

I shouldn’t have done that.

They’re only enjoying themselves…

Too much wine...

That’s what I tell myself anyway. “I’ll be back in a while. I’m taking the dogs out.”

He starts to rise from the chair. “I’ll keep you company.”

I shake my head. “No, it’s alright.” He stares after me as I exit the study.

Wrapping a thick scarf around my neck and tugging mittens onto hands, I call the dogs and once more they bounce jubilantly after me as I head outdoors.

I gasp at the frigid wall of air as I open the door. The Gang don’t seem to notice, tumbling out into the snow as I carefully pull the door closed behind me.

The icy air and brilliant sunshine are an instant antidote to my ill mood. Around me lies a vast sparkling snowscape, covering grass and shrub and tree, rolling down the mountain to where even the lake lies as a single glistening sheet.

What do I have to be miserable about?

Really?

I pace up and down in the snow, watching the dogs playing, racing around in silly circles, barking joyously.

What’s wrong with me?

Just nerves?

Self-analysis isn’t easy. Sometimes one must face unpleasant truths.

Is it just nerves?

Just anxiety about the biggest purchase I’m ever likely to make?

Or is it more?

Ryan…

I was single for years. Happily so.

And then Ryan appeared in my life.

I love you.

do I want to be

a hole,

I catch that mood

at the back of my neck and I jolt

I’m being watched…

…

Don’t be ridiculous…

Cautiously, I scan around.

said Baxter is

Is he watching us?

fucking obvious strikes

Klempner’s

on the edges of my vision and

the back of the terrace, leaning against the wall, cradling a steaming mug as he watches

complete idiot. “Oh, sorry. I didn't mean

“You're not disturbing me. I just wanted some

a bit…” I wave my hands uselessly, not

My what?

I don’t know.

regards me for a

bit… out of sorts.” His brows rise, as though waiting for me to keep speaking.

nods slowly, pursing his lips. “So there

on me that perhaps there’s a reason I’m not the only one outside

is he out here

“Are you alright?”

that…” He waves back in towards the house… “… stuff just came out of movies. Holly and trees and mulled wine… I

again. “To tell the truth, I find it all

say. “It's important to Charlotte, certainly. I don't think she's had

stares down into his

That this solitary, silent man, is Lawrence Klempner: murderer, terrorist, slaver. Charlotte's terrifying

seems

he’s someone

who’s not

“What happened?” I ask.

invited me to stay for Christmas. You

course not. It's their home. They can invite whoever they want. But it's not what I meant. I meant, what happened to you? I mean,

I realise both the gross ill-manners of my question and the possible

I finish… “…like what

amusement. “What you expected? Yes, in fact I do only have the one

My cheeks burn…

did mention that you're apt to let your mouth run

Oh… Jeez…

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