Hot Revenge Box Set 4
Chapter 52
Klempner
What's the obsession with potatoes?
I called her Potato Face when she was a kid.
What does she look like now?
Jenny was no looker at that age…
… But she matured. Bloomed.
Juliana... Never the same twice.
I scratch at my beard. I’ve never liked facial hair in hot climates, but I don’t have a choice right now. Even so, the flourishing colony of lice that has stowed aboard adds an extra edge of irritation.
Lice…
Where the fuck did they come from?
Can rat lice live on humans?
Having a fucking good go at it…
I catch one, squeezing the revolting thing between my fingernails. It bursts with a Pop!
Only another 999 to go…
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The boredom’s the worst. Endless hours. Endless days and nights. I’ve no idea how long.
The only breaks in the monotony are Juliana’s visits: just long enough to sit, eat something at me, toss a potato at me.
No, not Juliana: Solana.
Why's she so obsessed with the name?
How many names have I used over the years? Worn like a suit of clothes to be discarded when the weather changes and something different is needed.
I’ve never been defined by my name.
But she sees it differently…
Something skritches and I jerk a look sidelong
It’s a rat…
Just a rat…
down gunmen,
It’s just a rat…
openings, more scratching. And a nose pokes
into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back at
Who said that?
Nietzsche?
Depressing bastard…
teeth and whiskers. I come
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know what Stockholm syndrome
flickers over her eyes. She takes something from her lunchbox, unwrapping one of her usual dainties from a napkin. “What is
condition where, in a kidnap or hostage situation,
“You saying you're getting
“… But there's a reverse condition. It's called
“So?”
I your only
A flake of chocolate cracks off the small round cake, dropping back into the napkin and she dabs it up with a fingertip
why do you keep coming
pauses in her chewing, mouth hanging a little
If all you wanted was to watch me rot, you have your camera
to feed you. I assume you do want me to feed you? We can always change that you
a bag of potatoes and come once a week. Or even, once a month. But, so far as
“Am I your only friend, Sola? Is that it? You've murdered everyone else
her head, giggling. “So, you're my
it? The daughter you had slated as a sex-slave when she was a kid? That middle-aged hooker? You've not changed, Larry. I can see right through you. The
in her seat, arches her brows.
I say otherwise? I'm not claiming to have changed. Who ever really changes?” I raise my gaze again, look into her face.
“Solana…” she hisses.
The contents spill and scatter over the rancid concrete, some of it dropping just this side of that painted line, now less than white. Even under the heavy make-up,
her heel,
the fallen food, ignoring the jab of pain in my ankle as the chain snaps taut, I snatch up the discarded meal from the filthy concrete, scrabbling to grab broken fragments of meat
eyes adjust to the green blink of the camera. It hardly matters. My
a single bite taken from the corner. And I have half of a fruit
anything like
For how long?
My sense
I had a
empanada, then another, I ram
Half-chewed pulp goes down the wrong way and suddenly I’m no longer eating, but coughing and
it up, where
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