James

I try not to be obvious about it; try to treat her completely normally, but Mitch has just had her world turned over yet again. I see her sometimes, watching me; watching me with Charlotte.

What’s going on in her head?

She’s happy she has her daughter…

… but still walking on eggshells…

Not convinced she’s safe?

How much crap can get thrown into a single life?

Her brother… control freak…

Klempner… psycho…

Conners… wife-beater…

And now she walks into this… her long-lost daughter shacked up with two men…

And pregnant…

Is she coping?

?

She’s stronger than she looks…

Charlotte’s mother…

In my armchair by the fire, my bad leg stretched out to bathe the ache away with the heat, I sip a finger of brandy, losing myself in the dancing flames and the reflected amber glimmer in my glass.

Mitch… Strong enough to survive but still vulnerable…

Klempner… Ruthless… Vengeful…

Intelligent?

He headed a world-wide organisation…

No one ever accused him of stupidity…

Obsessive…

Insane?

?

Does he know right from wrong?

?

I think he does…

Was he always like that?

Or did his father make him that way?

?

He wouldn’t talk about his mother…

What happened to her?

Perhaps Mitch knows…

Should I ask her?

?

Let her settle more…

Mitch and Klempner…

Between them, they produced Charlotte…

No… Jenny…

Jenny remade

“Master? Are you alright?”

My Jade-Eyes stands at the door, brow wrinkling.

the world. I spoke twice, and you didn’t

and that…” Her

Not fooled…

your mother out for the afternoon? Somewhere nice. Give her a treat….” I scrub my memory for my limited knowledge of what women do during

turning behind the emerald eyes. She

her a present. Something pretty to wear. Perhaps a new dress.” Charlotte looks at the card but doesn’t take it. “She can't keep living out of a suitcase

to give her something, why

she’s living on handouts. And regardless of what she says, I don’t think she’s gotten used to the idea of having a daughter with two

hand and curl her fingers around it. “Just do it.” Another thought occurs. “You might take Kirstie too. She could stand some cheering up and she usually has something to say that brings a smile to everyone's

It will

*****

Richard

phone rings. Not the general office phone, but my direct line. Only a very limited number of people have that number. I glance at the display: my old friend,

the handset. “Hello, Will. Good to

receiver down, yelling through the office. “Francis! Get James on the phone. Right now!

and am rattling down the phone to Ross;

my office mouthing at me as I speak. No James.

fast as

Francis tries to call Michael, I try again

Nor

in, brandishing her handset.

startled. “What’s the emergency? Has there been an accident? Charlotte’s not

time for good manners. “Michael.

*****

James

door to slide the dish back in. A towel around each hand I ease the dish

the background, a phone

Damn…

the towels and I slap the door

is still

Mobile?

No, landline…

smartly through to the lounge. As

ring back if

my

Mobile…

I swing around…

put

track it, locate it back in the kitchen and wrap fingers around

Michael…

to say he’d

the lounge phone goes

Fuck…

time I sprint

Michael’s voice echoes across the room, tinny from

He sounds upset…

More than upset…

up the fucking

up the receiver, “Michael? What on

“James, shut up. Listen…”

*Hackles rising*

“… Klempner’s out…”

gut curdles. “Out? What

him from

the fuck came up with that as

The guards and the driver... For some reason they left the driver alive, but one of the guards got a

“I remember him…”

him. Slit him down the middle from chest to crotch

My stomach tightening…

Charlotte…

far away, Michael is still speaking. “James, are they with you? Charlotte

They're downtown. In the City. Kirstie's with them. I sent them

know where they

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