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.

afternoon, Larry. How are you? I do hope you’ve had the opportunity to fully appreciate

The dress is long and clingy, with a low cut neckline; designed to show off a figure

favourite teacher to begin the lesson. Or

brightly. “What are we

touch of wariness in her

fold my arms, lean

to get off the

of choice topics.” I

right.” She gives me a bright little smile. “And…” She aims a

Fake…

Extensions?

do well down here

Two days?

Is there anything you

I pause…

Seriously?

“How about a cup?”

turn into a weapon or a tool? Finchby and Baxter were stupid, letting your little bitch

difficult to get a real

your time? Lick it off the wall if you have

your concern

I’ve won and you’ve lost. You’re

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

his hotel suite after the explosion. And I made sure the police found some clues about you being near my apartment. With the number of bodies they’ll have found around there recently, I’m sure

My chest tightens…

“What clues?”

might decide you were involved with the gangs. But I think it's more likely they'll say you got caught in the war between the Wolves and the Nightshades. You know…” She makes air commas… “Innocent Tourist Witnesses

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

so you could plant a corpse to

looking away. “Couldn't have people wondering where you are, could I? That would spoil our fun

“Juliana…”

“Sola!” she snaps.

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