Hot Revenge Box Set 4

Chapter 9

The coffee strong and fragrant, washes away my doubts and clears my thinking, although granted, it leaves me with my problem.

How to find Juliana?

And what is the significance of the invoice addresses?

I let my mind freewheel, caffeine lubricating the gears.

What's the connection?

?

?

Back to basics...

Finchby’s invoices...

Taken from his own files…

Supply addresses from legitimate businesses…

… Listing women, children… Human cargo.

???

That can't possibly be what went through the customs checks...

Duplicate documents then?

Same references. Same monetary values. Different cargo.

That would seem logical: A parallel accounting system: one for the outside world, one for private records.

Yes, that works. Any competent criminal could make that work. And doubtless, with the money involved, they’d have accountants and bookkeepers… Perhaps even customs officers and tax inspectors on the payroll.

But none of that gives me the connection to Antonio’s bar or any of the others.

Why here?

Frustrated, mind spiralling inward…

Damn the coffee…

I order

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Charlotte

day…” My Master stands by the nursery door, wearing the jeans and boots he uses for riding,

And the sunshine is that brilliant clear white you only get in

down to my tiny daughter, blinking at the

on Cara.” My Mom smiles from her rocking chair next

give me five minutes,

that didn’t know him, but I see the hidden

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ready for you.” Straightening up, he runs over me with his

roll-top pullover. “Two woollens, a cotton top and a

by Charlie, locking his hands into a cup. “C’mon, I’ll give

slaps him on the shoulder then runs a hand up his neck. “Shhhh… Calm down. We’re going now.” Oliver’s ears flick

take the path through the top field then loop

“Great idea.”

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world. The ground is firm with the cold and Oliver is trying to take the bit. Head tossing, his gait dancing between a walk and a

also performing, jarring under me. “They both do. They’ll settle after they’ve burned

you to the

raises a finger. “Only to the fence. No jumping.

wind as I kick heels at Charlie, and she

for seconds do I have the lead. Oliver is larger and heavier, more powerful, than Charlie and almost immediately, he thunders up, first closing behind me, then alongside, snorting steam as he pulls ahead. But as her son begins to draw away, Charlie jolts under me with another burst of speed and as we reach the

I’m grinning like a maniac, panting, my blood racing. My Master’s eyes are soft. “It’s good to

was great.” I scan the field, stretching down the mountain, the lake glittering at the bottom, the air frigid and fresh. Oliver and Charlie blow blue from their nostrils. “It’s so good to be able to move again properly. Sometimes, it’s just good to

lifting the long arm of the gate latch to let me through, clucks Oliver along behind me, and

take us to

I want to ask

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