Hot Revenge Box Set 4

Chapter 35

Klempner

A dozen of them…

Or more.

I know where to find at least one of Juliana’s heavies. So I might as well reduce the numbers a bit…

Improve the odds.

And oddly, I find I have another motive.

The things we learn about ourselves…

I realise that the idea of coercing the old man’s hard-earned cash away from him offends me.

That’s new…

…

…

Wonder how much they’ve had off him over the years…?

Why do they call it ‘Protection’?

Call it what it is…

Extorting money with menaces…

to turn up at about the same time as on

near Antonio’s bar gives me what I want:

our paths crossed, he made it away with the money and delivered it to Juliana, or at least to the poor sap whose arm

Antonio. He does, except that this time, helps himself to a beer.

day, he makes for the clothes store over

Yup…

Same routine…

Same targets…

that befell his comrade-in-arms, he’s

much the

and store after another, exactly the same routine as when I followed him on the first occasion.

an alley: a nice quiet… nay, deserted

That will do nicely…

or

per cent off the top before he

shufti around the

trash cans and not much more. Wonder Boy’s

him. When he does register I’m there, he’s still got his dick in his hand. My hand

pauses, head cocked, face screwed up, obviously recognising me, but unsure where

close up, his pupils are huge,

Does he ever learn?

Too late now…

features. Abruptly, he grins, jabbing vee’d fingers towards his eyes, then back at me. “Eu vejo você, Senhor Klempner.” And he reaches

I slash out, first at the reaching hand, then across his throat. He drops with barely a sound, his cock still hanging out of

entrance, I wait until he stills. Slit throats are a messy business and it’s broad daylight. I don’t want to have

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