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 another

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Charlotte

jeans and boots he uses for riding,

day, with a crisp snap to the air. And the

love to. And Charlie could use the exercise. Um…” I look down to my tiny daughter, blinking at the

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

five minutes,

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 all the time you need,” he says. “I’ll be with the

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glances up from where he is checking Charlie’s girth. “All ready for you.” Straightening up, he runs

down the neck of my roll-top pullover. “Two woollens, a cotton top

locking his hands into a cup.

off. My Master slaps him on the shoulder then runs a hand up his neck. “Shhhh… Calm down. We’re going now.”

says, “I thought we might take

“Great idea.”

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The ground is firm with the cold and Oliver is trying to take the bit. Head

then eyes Charlie, also performing, jarring under me. “They both

to the end of the

a finger. “Only to the fence. No

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

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 end of the field, Charlie and Oliver, mother and son, my Master and I, are neck

and I do the same. I’m grinning like a maniac, panting,

air frigid and fresh. Oliver and Charlie blow blue from their nostrils. “It’s so good to be able

out, lifting the long arm of the gate latch to let

will take us to the trail through the

something I want to

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