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.

hubbub of people, then double-back on myself to wait, watching the store entrance as he

people… Own

a bit, looking through the plate glass windows, I see him inside, looming over a shop-assistant, not much

than the girl he’s intimidating. An arm to either side of her, smirking, he has her trapped, enclosed between his chest and arms, and the wall. Even from here,

moving in on her space as he cages her with his body. But it’s different between them; easily

…and accept…

… the rules.

the real

If that were Jenny…

My gut tightens…

Then, inwardly, I chuckle.

ever took my daughter down, she was nine months pregnant. Even then, it took two strong men and a hypo of

the till, she snatches cash from the drawer and, face contorted, thrusts

love to take him

just try to intimidate someone who knows how to handle

smirk from your

…

It’s not the time…

to my list of To-Dos: Teach Asshole a

minute later, he re-emerges, again stuffing

Always the pocket…

Never the

to his next stop: a

silent as I point to the first brand I recognise… “Vinte, por favor. E um isqueiro…” … push the coins at her, then,

packet, unravelling the plastic wrap, taking one out then, as I’m about to light up, Wonder Boy reappears. He doesn’t even look my way as, taking

get a little distance as I slip the cigarette back into the pack, when I realise there’s a beggar, rheumy-eyed, standing beside

beggar inhales deeply, smoke drifting from his nostrils, then gives me

forehead… “My pleasure...” … then turn

Shit!

Where is he?

nowhere in sight,

Have I lost him?

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