Hot Revenge Box Set 4

Chapter 21

Antonio's concern for me is touching but it’s cost me long seconds. As I emerge, blinking against the sunlight, Wonder Boy has vanished.

Fuck!

Have I lost him?

I spin, scanning all around, seeking my quarry, ignoring the curious stares of passers-by…

… The line of parked cars…

Doorways…

… along the block…

… the other side of the street…

Zip. Nada…

Then, sprinting across the street, dodging the traffic, I make it to the corner: the clothes store I used as my lurking spot when I first came here.

How long did he hold me up?

Twenty seconds?

Thirty?

How far can the bastard have gone?

Then, I see him again, tall against the crowd.

He emerges from the next door along from Antonio’s, a small hair-salon-cum-barber-shop. Shoving something into his pocket, he turns my way…

The clothing store?

It appears Santa Claus is doing his rounds, collecting his gifts from all the little boys and girls on his list, regardless of whether they’re naughty or nice.

with the hubbub of people, then double-back on myself to wait,

the people… Own

windows, I see him inside, looming over a shop-assistant,

arm to either side of her, smirking, he has her trapped, enclosed between his chest and arms, and the wall. Even from here, I can see the way her face is screwing up, close to

down on her, moving in on her space as he cages her with his body. But it’s different between

…and accept…

… the rules.

is the real

If that were Jenny…

My gut tightens…

Then, inwardly, I chuckle.

time anyone ever took my daughter down, she

Boy, making for the counter, Stabbing at the till, she snatches cash from the drawer and,

to

try to intimidate someone who knows how to

smirk from

…

It’s not the time…

adding it to my list of To-Dos: Teach

later, he re-emerges,

Always the pocket…

Never the

next stop: a tobacconist a couple of

follow him inside. He’s already at the counter, exerting his charm, but both he and the girl serving fall silent as I point to the first brand I recognise… “Vinte, por favor. E um isqueiro…” … push the coins at her, then, pocketing

show of opening the packet, unravelling the plastic wrap, taking one out then, as I’m about to light up, Wonder Boy reappears.

as I slip the cigarette back into the pack, when I realise there’s a beggar, rheumy-eyed, standing beside me, holding his hand out,

flame flickering in the breeze. The beggar inhales deeply, smoke drifting from his nostrils,

pleasure...” … then turn

Shit!

Where is he?

in sight, lost in

Have I lost him?

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