Hot Revenge Box Set 4

Chapter 32

Richard

I turn the wheel, swing through the gates. “I know that it’s only an illusion, but it feels good to get back to something like normal life, doesn’t it. Just doing a day’s work. Driving home.”

Gravel crunches under the tires as we pull up. James clicks his tongue. “You’re not wrong there.” He rubs a forefinger over the top of his nose. “I’ll admit, I was worried about the effect the business with Klempner was going to have on Charlotte. All the forward progress the three of us made since we first met. It was feeling as though everything was going to be blown out of the water… Ahhh… Michael must be there ahead of us. The lights are on.”

“He’s left the door standing open too,” says James. “It’ll be letting the weather right through the house. Might as well not bother with the damn heating.”

We step inside. James closes the door behind us with a bang. As it slams, a voice drifts down the hall.

“James, is that you?”

Together, we halt in mid-stride. “That wasn’t Michael’s voice,” I say.

“It sounded like Stanton,” mutters James. “What the hell would he be doing here with no-one else around?”

I mutter back. “Good question.” Then more loudly, “Will? Is that you? Where are you?”

“Richard? I’m in the lounge.” There’s a touch of panic in his voice. “And hurry the fuck up, will you.”

What the hell?

James and I exchange glances. Setting briefcases on the hall table, we enter the lounge together…

… to find Will pressed back into the far corner of the room.

My old friend stands, bolt upright, arms folded up and well out of the way, head pulled back. His eyes are rimmed white against the coffee of his skin. To one side, he’s hemmed in by a dresser. To the other, a table blocks his exit. His face lights up as we enter. The reason for the odd posture lies close by his feet.

Head resting on outstretched paws, apparently relaxed, Bear is doing his best impression of a fur rug, if rugs emanated a low continuous rumble, something along the lines of distant thunder.

Will shifts and the rumble grows louder, the thunderstorm rolling overhead. A ridge of fur rises between Bear’s shoulders and Will freezes once more. “Can you call your dog off, please.”

James’ face cracks. He spins, sucking in his cheeks, then straightens his face and turns back. “Bear…” He snaps his fingers. “C’mon Bear. It’s fine.”

The huge dog swings his head around, looking over one shoulder, disbelief radiating from every hair.

James strides forward, scratches him behind the ears. “It’s alright, Bear. C’mon, Good boy. The Two-Legs have come home now. You’re off-duty.”

Bear rumbles another low threat towards our police commissioner, then slowly, reluctantly, stands and pads away. Flopping down by the hearth, he angles himself to watch the intruder.

Will straightens up, tugs down his jacket. “That’s one helluvan animal you’ve got there. Could be viewed as dangerous.”

cocks a brow. “Did he do you any actual

wasn’t going

he was just doing his job, wasn’t he. Keeping the intruder under control until the return

you’re the

From Bear’s point of view, I’d say that’s

“It’s Klempner I’m here

“The information he requested?”

watching him with a baleful glare, then lays a file on the table, pulling out a variety

case, but I’ll call him.” James takes out his mobile, taps

he mean?

at least,

in touch

“No.”

frowns. “I hardly dare say it, but I find myself concerned for

*****

all nonchalance. He nods politely. “Commissioner? You have

case that you are out of

falls.

have learned, that’s not

a handful of prints across the table, the photos Klempner asked to be ID’d. “I believe I have the information your employer requested. All the men in the photos you provided

speaks, jotting notes

attempt has been made to arrest him and to get

then continues. “Add to that, the Brazilian police system is rife with corruption, the justice system is slow, bureaucratic and… let us say, unpredictable… Thus far, all attempts to bring this man and

exactly is Santos wanted for?”

Protection, but Santos is also involved in Vice and Trafficking. Given that Klempner is displaying interest in him, I don’t doubt he has involvement in trafficked individuals

folds arms. “Who are these associates he works

problem with crime,

Violent crime had dropped dramatically and the homicide rate, in particular, plummeted from a high of 52 per 100,000 Paulistanos in 1999 to only 6 per 100,000. However…” He brandishes

available in the country. Usually, they

such gangs…”

over

the identities of the gangs and their members are slippery, at least to outsiders. Some of the smaller groups amalgamated through the gang leader falling to assassination and the one group being absorbed into the other. This happened at least three times that

warfare and the wholesale

Michael, “but

me. I should say by the way, that my source documents are in Portuguese, so these

Richard, “… that all this is coming around

yes. However, our lady doesn’t seem to worry about collateral damage. The explosion that wiped out most of the Facas gang… The ‘Knives’ as they called themselves… resulted from an explosive device placed in a family restaurant. As well as the gang members themselves, the incident resulted in the deaths of the restaurant

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