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

her 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.

hands neatly folded. She could be in school, waiting for a favourite teacher to begin the lesson. Or perhaps in the audience at some small town hall, for a talk

are we

me while we talk. She watches me, a touch of wariness in her eyes. Momentarily, her gaze drops to her

I fold my arms, lean

good to get off

of choice topics.” I

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

Fake…

Extensions?

Exercise. You won’t do well down here if you don’t move about more than I’ve

Two days?

there anything you

I pause…

Seriously?

“How about a cup?”

stupid, letting your little bitch daughter get hold of a glass bottle. I'm

to get a real drink that

time? Lick it off the

by your concern for my

won and you’ve lost. You’re mine now and we’re playing

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

left 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

My chest tightens…

“What clues?”

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

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

that explosion just so you could plant a corpse to

have people wondering where you

“Juliana…”

“Sola!” she snaps.

“How many have you murdered? There were scores of

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