Michael

“James, we have to tell her. Given her condition, Mitch has to know. ”

He exhales slowly, avoiding my eye. “Yes, she does. I’ve… been avoiding it…”

“Hoping it would go away? That Klempner would contact us out of the blue and we could warn him? That just like that, everything would be alright?”

“Something like that, yes.”

“If Mitch doesn’t have all the facts, she can’t make proper decisions. She’s going to need support. And part of that support is to give her the truth. It’s not doing her any favours to be kept in the dark.”

“You’re right of course.” James squeezes his eyes closed, presses at a temple. “Let’s get it over with. Can you get everyone together. We’ll need the family with her for this.”

*****

Richard and Beth drop what they are doing, joining us in the lounge. Georgie appears shortly afterwards, strolling in from the hotel with a speculative look in her eye.

Elbow resting on the chair arm, I talk behind my hand to James in the next seat. “You think it’s a good idea to have Georgie here?”

“She’s family too,” he snaps. “And she was also targeted by that maniac woman. So, yes, she should be here.”

Turning away from me, he flips open his mobile, giving the screen a couple of taps. “Hickman? Yes, it’s James. Could you join us in the house, please… Yes, right away.”

I bite down on my doubts. Georgie sits off to one side, silently waiting, regarding me from under lidded eyes as she sees me watching her.

But it’s James’ call…

His daughter…

His problem…

Or at least, the problem he created…

Charlotte perhaps has similar reservations. She meets my gaze for a long moment, her attention broken as James speaks. “Charlotte, could you fetch your mother, please. Tell her I need a word.” He stares at his feet for a moment, then, “Don’t say more than that. This has to come from me. Try to keep her calm.”

Sucking at her lips, Charlotte nods and heads out.

James paces the room, looking as though he’s just been asked what he would like for his last meal.

Richard pushes a glass into his hands. “Calm down. We all know it wasn’t intentional.”

James knocks back half an inch of golden liquid, then thrusts the glass back at Richard. Legs akimbo, his back to the fire, he stares moodily into space, cracking his knuckles.

at the back of

Mitch, one arm hooked through her mother’s. Mitch pauses in the doorway, brow furrowing as she sees the

an armchair. “Um… why don’t you sit down, Mitch. There’s something

“What? What is it? Is it about Larry? You’ve heard

“Please, Mitch, sit down.”

“Sit

a glance at her daughter. “So you know something

please sit down. James needs

me

his words slow, speaks

As indeed,

into uploading James’ Trojan to his

Set a locator

the cloud, so that when Klempner replaced his mobile, he would

and that

assume that

his hands, “Mitch, I’m sorry. I never intended any of this, but we’ve heard nothing from him. Hickman can’t make contact…” He glances to Klempner’s

telling me that woman can trace exactly where Larry is? And he has no idea it’s

Mitch. But yes, that’s

occur to you to tell any of us what

James doesn’t reply.

over a still

He swallows…

an octave. “Tell

the phone is capable of doing it, then she has control. She’ll certainly know where he is. She’ll have his log-ins, passwords and his entry codes. She’ll be able to use the camera and the microphone. If he carries it in his pocket as he

capable of a lot. But he doesn’t have

stares at him,

us anywhere. Hickman, how long

a look that would etch glass

often did he normally

about once a day. Different times. Different pattern. Mainly…” He looks towards Mitch… “…

thing you

ask me to obtain the information regarding the organised crime syndicates in

James. “I’d have been happy to help with the

his gaze

me. I’ll book a flight and

but his voice has lost its edge. “Mr Alexanders, I know you mean well, but if Mr Klempner has encountered the kind of

I say. “I

sucks at his lips, rubs his nose. “Do you speak

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