Hot Revenge Box Set 4

Chapter 46

Richard

My intercom buzzes.

“Yes, Francis?”

“Mr Haswell, I have the police commissioner on for you.”

“Put him through, please…” The phone clicks… “Richard?”

“Will, good to hear from you. What can I do for you? Do you have any news?”

“I do, Richard, yes. But it’s not good news I’m afraid.”

Damn…

“Go on.”

“I’ve emailed you a report from the authorities in Brazil. Briefly, there was an explosion in a hotel room in São Paulo; a booby-trapped lavatory would you believe. It took out several rooms and there were a lot of casualties. Two bodies were taken from the room. One was a member of the hotel staff. The other was a guest. The passport identifies him as one Harry Hughes: English. But take a look at the photograph and tell me what you think.”

My mouth sours…

Christ…

If it is…

“Can you hold, Will, while I pull up the email.”

“No problem. Take your time.”

Tap… Tap… Tap… Click…

Password…

Scroll…

Click…

Crap!

I breathe in. Let out air.

“Yes, that’s him. He’s clever with the hair and the glasses. It’s quite subtle and you wouldn’t see it on a casual glance, but that’s him…”

…

“Richard?”

…

I

… Or Charlotte?

…

…

“Richard? Are you alright?”

in the past… But the courage he’s shown… The way he behaved when Charlotte was abducted… And when he knew there was a threat to Mitch. And James. There was a real human inside there somewhere, fighting to get out. And now… his chances have

What a waste…

Would… would you like me to call by and tell Mitch myself?

I’ll tell James and Michael, and get one

do, you know

“Thanks, Will.”

*****

next door to mine. He

“James?”

squeezing. “I feel terrible. This is all my

don’t know that for

the wedge to crack his defences. It’s almost certainly down to me.” He breathes in, then out again. “No. The question

shouldn’t tell her. At least for a while. After the birth.

He tugs at his chin. “She’s already stressed out with waiting and hoping. Could this be worse? At least it’s closure and she knows what she’s dealing with. She’ll have all

we can all

But we could make up her old room again, so it’s there as an

idea. Shall we go. Deliver the news face-to-face. I’ve already asked

red-rimmed, he tugs his jacket straight. “You’re

*****

 

Klempner

to shield my eyes for a few seconds. By the time I’m blinking back to normality, the click-click of stiletto

usual, colour-co-ordinated

in red today; very gaudy, very Latin. The dress fits too tightly and the lipstick is too bright for her. Although that might not

you wear

fashion statement.”

weight from one side to the other. I’ve almost ceased to notice the cold striking up from the concrete, but it still rubs, being in contact with the unyielding surface all

gone for the whole Latin thing today. The wig is black; much too dark for her complexion. Not that her complexion is visible, with her face plastered under a brown sludge that would be flattering on

lunch?” She smiles brightly and tosses a potato at me. On auto-pilot, I catch the miserable thing mid-air before it hit the deck but, despite the clenching

Lunch?

dainty, then appears to realise I’ve not moved. She nods down to the potato. “Go on. Eat

Still, I don’t move.

blinks, then, “If you eat that one now and behave yourself, I’ll give you another before

over the head. I take a bite from the potato, chewing slowly to convince my stomach it’s getting a good meal. What’s

“Enjoying that?” she says.

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