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
It’s just a rat…
openings, more scratching.
long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze
Who said that?
Nietzsche?
Depressing bastard…
teeth and whiskers. I come equipped with fists and feet. Between us, we
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you know what
Interest flickers over her eyes. She takes something from her lunchbox, unwrapping
condition where, in a kidnap or hostage situation, the prisoner forms
“You saying you're getting attached to
She pretending mockery, but I have her attention. “… But
“So?”
your
off the small round cake, dropping back into the napkin and she
do you keep
mouth hanging a
was to watch me rot, you have your camera there.” I jerk my chin up to the
do want me to feed you? We
you could leave me a bag of potatoes and come once
your only friend, Sola? Is that it? You've murdered everyone else
her head, giggling. “So, you're
worth 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
back in her seat, arches her
not claiming to have changed. Who ever really changes?” I raise my gaze again, look into her face. “Have you
“Solana…” she hisses.
she stands, the lunchbox tumbling from her lap. The contents spill and scatter over the rancid concrete, some of it
on her heel, she
the jab of pain in my ankle as the chain snaps taut, I snatch up the discarded meal from the filthy concrete,
the camera. It hardly matters. My attention is on the wealth in
single bite taken from the corner. And I
not eaten anything like this for…
For how long?
I’ve no idea. Weeks? Months? My sense of time is out
had a
a mouthful of empanada, then another, I ram the food into
pulp goes down the wrong way and suddenly
scavenged meal, I barf it up, where it plops in a saliva-coated mess
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