Hot Revenge Box Set 4

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.

concrete, then Juliana emerges from the darkness. “Good afternoon, Larry. How are you? I do

shoulders, with deep red lipstick. The dress is long and clingy, with a low cut neckline; designed to show off a figure which I suspect is being enhanced with well-chosen underwear. A clutch bag

teacher to begin the lesson. Or perhaps in the audience at some small town hall, for a talk on jam-making

she says brightly. “What are we going to

to let her look down at me while we talk. She watches me, a touch of wariness in her eyes. Momentarily, her gaze drops to her painted line,

I fold my arms, lean back against

but it’s good to get off

to talk about? I’m guessing you have a selection of choice topics.” I pace a little, as much as the chain allows, unhinging

She gives me a bright little smile.

Fake…

Extensions?

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

Two days?

there anything

I pause…

Seriously?

“How about a cup?”

and Baxter were stupid, letting your little bitch daughter get hold of a glass bottle. I'm not making that mistake. You have

difficult to get a real drink

with your time? Lick it off the wall

by your concern

Larry. I’ve won and you’ve lost.

the police. By now they'll know

of him has been found dead in 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,

My chest tightens…

“What clues?”

away, close enough to link 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

her knees, her smile widening. “Either way, Larry, they’re not looking for

“So… you rigged that explosion just so you could plant a corpse to stand in

where you are, could I? That would spoil our fun

“Juliana…”

“Sola!” she snaps.

spit back. “How many have you murdered? There were scores of people caught in that explosion. All innocent. All nothing