Hot Revenge Box Set 4

Chapter 42

Klempner

My resources: The clothes I’m wearing. A notebook and the stub of a pencil: A book on herbal toxins. A small supply of sweet water. An infinite supply, for any practical purpose, of foul water, slime and garbage. And of course, one small potato.

I’d like to give in to despair. There’s something alluring about despair, something seductive. Perhaps I should simply not play Juliana’s game; let her kill me.

But if I’m dead…

Mitch…

My beautiful green-eyed Mitch.

So alive. So energetic.

So full of courage.

So vital.

Vitale

…

Stay alive...

So, eat the fucking potato…

I prise it out from its bed of sludge and slime with a slight sucking sound. It’s small; perhaps half the size of my fist. On the other hand, adhered muck aside, it seems sound; firm, mid-brown, no sprouts or green parts. I have a vague idea that I’ve read that green potatoes are unsafe to eat.

Hauling myself up from my concrete seat, lifting my chain in one hand, with the other, I hold my meal under the water inlet, thumbing away the dirt under the clean water.

Time to live…

And I bite in.

*****

With no warning, the light blinks on and without meaning to, I groan, hiding my eyes behind my hands.

emerges from the darkness. “Good afternoon, Larry. How are you? I do hope you’ve had

red lipstick. The dress is long and clingy, with a low cut neckline;

and she awards me a polite little smile, then sits, on her fold-up chair, hands neatly folded. She could be in school, waiting for a favourite teacher to begin the lesson. Or perhaps in the audience at

says brightly. “What are we going

upright. I’m fucked if I’m going to let her look down at me while we talk. She watches me, a touch of wariness in her eyes. Momentarily, her gaze drops

my arms, lean back against

it’s good to get off

you like to talk about? I’m guessing you have a selection of choice topics.” I pace a little, as

me a bright little smile. “And…” She

Fake…

Extensions?

won’t do well down here if you don’t move about more than I’ve seen you doing the

Two days?

Is there anything you

I pause…

Seriously?

“How about a cup?”

a tool? Finchby and Baxter were stupid, letting your little bitch daughter get hold of a glass bottle. I'm not making that

difficult to get a

better to do with your time? Lick it off the

your

grouchy, Larry. I’ve won and you’ve lost. You’re mine now and we’re playing by

looking for me, the police. By now they'll know

isn't missing. What’s left of him has been found dead in his hotel suite after the explosion. And I made sure the police

My chest tightens…

“What clues?”

you to the spot.” She sighs, stroking a hand over her hair. “I suppose they might decide you were involved with the gangs. But I think it's more likely they'll say you

leans forward onto her knees, her smile widening. “Either way, Larry, they’re not looking for you. You’re dead. Or the man they

that explosion just so you

wondering where you are, could I? That

“Juliana…”

“Sola!” she snaps.

have you murdered? There were scores of people caught in that explosion. All

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