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 another

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Charlotte

and boots he uses for riding, and a thick cable-knit

crisp snap to the air. And the sunshine

I look down to my tiny daughter, blinking at the mobile rotating above her in the cot, trying, with unformed

eye on Cara.” My Mom smiles from her rocking chair next to mine. “She’ll probably sleep

me five minutes,

bring him close to me, then reaches down with a long finger, stroking Cara’s cheek. His face might seem impassive to any that didn’t know him, but I see the hidden smile behind his eyes.

*****

where he is checking Charlie’s girth. “All ready for you.” Straightening

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

he stoops by Charlie, locking his hands

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

yard, he says, “I thought we might take the path through the top field

“Great idea.”

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ground is firm with the cold

says my Master, then eyes Charlie, also performing, jarring under me. “They both do.

you to the

the fence. No jumping. That

the wind as I kick heels at Charlie, and she moves from trot to canter

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

Oliver to a standstill and I do the same. I’m grinning like a maniac, panting, my

and Charlie blow blue from their nostrils. “It’s so good to be able to move again properly. Sometimes, it’s just good to be

it is.” He reaches out, lifting the long arm of the gate latch to let me through, clucks Oliver along behind me, and

path that will take us to the trail through

there’s something I want to

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