Hot Revenge Box Set 4

James

I tap and my daughter’s voice replies. “Come in. It’s open.”

Pressing the handle down with an elbow, I nudge the door open with the tray. “Good morning,” I say, injecting into my voice as much cheerfulness as I know how. “Breakfast. I thought we might eat together.”

Georgie smiles from her seat at the dresser where, looking fresh and a little pink from the shower, she is brushing out her long hair. Born in my physical image, her hair as dark as mine: at least, as dark as mine used to be.

Trying not to be obvious about it, I look her over.

Still pale…

… but the dark rings under her eyes are fading…

“Hi, Dad. Yes, I’d love to have breakfast with you.” She’s smiling, but her voice is subdued.

“I brought croissants and coffee. Keep it light. I thought we might have lunch together later? I reserved a table for us by the picture window in the restaurant downstairs.”

“Lunch? Yes, that would be great…” That not-quite-a-smile again.

Masking something…

“How are you feeling now?”

She sucks at a lip. Swallows. “I’m getting better. It’s just… my head… I’m a bit of a mess inside.”

“I can understand that. But Georgie, you’re safe.”

Her eyes well. “They were going to rape me, Dad. Takes turns at me. She was going to watch.”

“But they didn’t. We reached you in time. And now, you’re safe.”

and tears trickle down

from the pot. “Here, have some

Then, sipping at the coffee, “Who are they, Dad? Why did they pick me? Was it

it wasn’t ransom.

Where to start? Explaining this

aimed at me either. The target was one of the other men you saw me with, the older one.

swipes hands across teary eyes. “Sounds like you have some weird

Can’t argue with that…

don’t come

“Where is he now?”

you’re calmer. When you’re fully recovered. But what I will say again is, you are safe. There’s not just me here. We have police guards watching too. Also, we have very good reason to believe that

munches a mouthful of croissant. “Um…, Dad. That lunch you were

Ahhh…

just you

wife… along too.

Georgie’s face falls. “…

bites another mouthful of her croissant, chewing and chewing, but it doesn’t seem to go

to introduce you again to her, and certainly not to Cara, if I can’t be certain of

forehead wrinkles.

Oh, for fuck’s sake…

daughter…” I lean

turns away, her head drooping. “Oh,

forefinger towards her… “… Your sister… And you’re going to have to get used to the idea…” She fidgets and looks away… “… In any case, I think the hotel is the best place for you right now. You’re comfortable here, I’m sure. This is one of the best rooms. You have

your home? I thought that… after

Ah, crap…

moment, I consider

have thought it through