Richard

My friend, Will Stanton, the police commissioner, has called by in person to deliver his news. None of us are happy about it.

Will stands, arms folded, sucking at his teeth. “Richard, you know I’ll do whatever I can, but I have budgets to keep to. If Klempner’s out of the country now, there’s a good argument to say that the danger to Charlotte and Georgie, and whoever else, has moved on. I’m going to have a tough case to answer, keeping a police guard here for much longer.”

Elizabeth, sandwiched between Mitch and Charlotte on the settee, widens her eyes. I’m not happy that Will chose to deliver this here and now, within the hearing of my pregnant wife. She’s all but at term and I don’t like her getting upset

James wears a face like a thundercloud. “The original attack on Charlotte happened before Klempner arrived here. And was planned long before that.”

Will is stony-faced. “Be that as it may, we all know those events were about drawing Klempner out. That’s been done now, and whatever else happens between him and this female Nemesis of his, it’s happening elsewhere.”

“But…”

James’ protest is cut short by a wry-faced Michael strolling into the lounge. “Look who I just found outside.” He turns back towards the hall. “Come on in. No-one’s going to bite.”

The figure that enters is familiar and deeply reluctant. Wearing heavy-grade outdoor clothing and muffled up to the neck, he holds out gloved hands. “My apologies. This wasn’t my idea.”

Heads swivel.

“Hickman?” says James. “What are you doing here? You know Klempner’s not with us now, surely?”

“Mr Alexanders...” Hickman is the very image of a ‘heavy’. He gives James a nod. “…Yes, of course I know that. But while he is away, Mr Klempner has instructed me to keep an eye on what’s happening here.”

His voice turns dry and he casts an eye at Michael. “He was also insistent that I be discreet and not intrude on your family life. I did not ask to enter your home. I am a professional. I do the job I'm paid for.”

Michael gives him a sunny grin. “Does being professional necessarily entail standing outside and freezing your nuts off?”

Hickman sucks in a smile, scratching at his nose. “I suppose not, no.”

“Then for God’s sake, take that jacket off and have a hot drink. What’ll it be?”

Hickman unbuttons his heavy overcoat. Underneath, he’s still warmly dressed in pullover and jacket. “Coffee would go down well, thank you.”

“Coming up.”

silence, but his folded arms have gone into lockdown. He glares at Hickman. “You were on the video footage at the Lucky Time bar, the night Mickey Miller was

cool eye, then casts a glance to Mitch. “I am Miss Kimberley’s bodyguard. And should the situation require it, also Mrs Summerford’s

“I didn’t know you had a

twitch. “Neither

reclasps hands behind

the current time,

a step or two, looming close. “You going

requires it. I do not anticipate you or any of your personnel being the

Mitch, then Charlotte and Elizabeth, me and Michael. “And how do you all feel about this? I think we can all hazard a guess at what kind

coat, draping it over the back of a chair. “The kind of man who is very good at what he does,” he says… “And who has proved himself to be trustworthy. Will, it’s fine. We

I haven’t. Who are you?” He jabs a finger towards Hickman’s chest. “What

he drawls his

else I know you from. You’re one of

helped us escape from Finchby’s place. He’d been hired as part of the effort to catch Klempner. When it became clear what Baxter’s intentions were regarding Charlotte and Cara, he refused to go along with

circles the passively standing Hickman. “What is your

work for him

were originally part of

understands that wasn’t personal. He knows I am a professional. So, yes, he employs

if someone makes

in accepting, after

“So, Lawrence Klempner has bought

remains impassive. “But having been bought, my loyalty will stay bought for as long

“And after that?”

shrugs, purses his lips. “After that… we’ll

his nose.

huffing, opens the left side of his jacket

readjusts his jacket, “So where’s Klempner? Why’s he

Diaz.

has he

stare. “Commissioner, I am quite sure you have already interviewed Baxter. This must already

a man like Klempner, it’s good to have the facts confirmed. And yes, Brazil was my understanding.” He paces for a moment, considering, then, “You seem comfortable, Mr Hickman, telling

smiles slightly. “… He

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