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…

order

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Charlotte

Master stands by the nursery door, wearing the jeans and boots he uses for riding, and a thick

indeed a lovely day, with a crisp snap to the air. And the sunshine is that brilliant clear white you only

Charlie could use the exercise. Um…” I look down to my tiny daughter, blinking at the mobile rotating above her in the cot, trying, with unformed muscles,

Cara.” My Mom smiles from

minutes, just while Cara

cheek. His face might seem impassive to any that didn’t know him, but I see the hidden smile behind his eyes. Our daughter burbles a bit but doesn’t seem to mind. “Take

*****

where he is checking Charlie’s girth. “All ready for you.” Straightening up, he runs over me with his eyes. “You’re wearing plenty of layers?

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

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

him on the shoulder then runs a hand up his neck. “Shhhh… Calm

take the path through the top field then loop

“Great idea.”

*****

Master, riding together as though there were no-one else in the world. The ground is firm with the cold and Oliver

needs to run,” says my Master, then eyes Charlie, also performing, jarring under

the

a finger. “Only to the fence. No jumping. That gate is too

are lost to the wind as I kick heels at Charlie, and she moves from

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

pulls Oliver to a standstill and I do the same. I’m grinning like a maniac, panting, my blood racing. My Master’s eyes

the air frigid and fresh. Oliver and

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

bridle path that will take us

something I want to

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