Masters & Lovers Box Set Three
Chapter 46
Mitch
She descends the stairs as if the devil is behind her…
He is…
She risks a look up; the briefest of glances. She can’t see him, but the clang of pursuit echoes above her.
And she runs…
Down two stories, three. Almost to ground level… and there… As she hits tarmac… a door close by… An emergency exit swings open, a body erupting out of it…
Frank.
He canons into her, grabbing her by the waist, swinging her around.
“Mitch…”
“Don’t stop.” She jerks a head up to where Klempner rattles down the steps after her. “Where’s your car?”
“Basement, but the keys…”
“Got them. Move.”
The pair swerve, u-turning back into the stairwell, barrelling downwards. From above, the sound of a slamming door; echoing boots on concrete
They burst into the parking lot.
“Where?” She peers into the low dark space.
“There.” He points, still running, snatching at her wrist, towing her along. From behind another crash from a swinging door. From off-side, Bech appears with Malory, both with guns in their hands.
The pair dash from one grey concrete pillar to another; stooping, running at a crouch, dodging between corridors of vehicles; vans, station wagons, saloons… Then, a sports car; shiny, bright red and low…
A crack behind her. A whistle…
Mitch shrieks and drops as the bullet skids over the door of the two-seater, taking paintwork with it…
Klempner’s voice, reverberating through the low space. “Put the fucking gun down. Hurt her and I’ll gut you.”
… but she keeps moving…
Frank is ahead of her. For a moment he skids, foot sliding over a patch of oil. Slipping, he falls but catches himself on the handle of the nearest door, then, “There… Keys!”
She tosses them across and twisting, he catches them one-handedly, pointing ahead to his own 4x4. Lights flash orange, beeping and the crunch of disengaging locks resound through the low-ceilinged space.
She tumbles into the passenger seat.
“Stay down.” Frank engages and with the screech of tortured rubber, the car careens down the ranks of vehicles.
Malory race behind, but Klempner cuts across, sprinting for the exit. Silhouetted against the daylight he stands,
stripes on the pitted concrete. Slamming his fist onto the horn, it shrieks defiance as the car rockets to the exit. At the last moment, Klempner hurls himself to one side as they smash through the barrier
after them, squinting into the sunshine but already the traffic has closed around his quarry. They’re
behind. “We can’t
into Bech’s stomach. The man drops, grunting and clutching his gut. Klempner lashes out with a foot, planting his boot in
his teeth, winded; no words, but he
time it’ll be more than my boot in your
*****
Charlotte
I’m trying to find
starts to reply, but I interrupt her. “Yes,
for you. A Mr Maurio Vincenzo. He
cocks a questioning
lawyers who handled my
earth could
he say what it’s
that he needs to speak with you. Should I
“Yes, of course.”
don’t have anything outstanding from your divorce
see how I could. And if there was anything, I’m sure Chad
“Would you like
I want to sit
you would like to,
and a professional
“That’s right.”
You dealt with
a bit baffled though. Surely everything to do with my divorce
do with your divorce, but another matter entirely. Although it was your estranged husband who informed us where we could find you. Is
no appointments just now, Charlotte. The conference room is free all morning.”
follows us in, to the sidelong glance of the
“It’s fine,” I say.
you are currently known as ‘Charlotte Summerford’, but my father dealt with one ‘Jennifer Conners’.
“That’s right.”
can prove
But why should
could you please give me your signature as Jennifer
to his lips as I sign my old and long-abandoned name. The lawyer compares it with some paper from his case, then looks up again, smiling, holding up the paper. “Your original petition for divorce,” he comments. “And that’s fine, Mrs Summerford. Now…” He takes out another document. “As to why I am here. As I mentioned, my firm was contacted recently by your ex-husband, Charles Bennett, to inform us that he had relocated you after he, and we, lost track of you
“Right… So?”
it. “So, I hold here the
my Master stirs in
Kalkowski…” Vincenzo looks over the rim of his spectacles at me…” Your old school-teacher I understand…” He hesitates. “As you probably know,
“Yes,
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