James

We fall into silence again.

After a minute Klempner touches his ear again. “Michael doesn’t sound very happy,” he comments, his voice dry. “He can’t find them. Nor Ben.” He checks his phone. “Nothing from Marco either.”

Has someone warned them?

Richard?

Has Charlotte got them out of sight?

“You won’t find them, Klempner,” I drawl. “When Charlotte goes to ground, no-one finds her. She had a lot of practice at running when she was younger. If you had trouble keeping tabs on her as a child, what do you think your chances are now?”

He scratches at a cheek-bone, fixing his gaze on me. “It occurs to me that I have the ideal hostage to draw out my daughter.”

I’m keen for a change of conversation. “How did you do it? Get a bug on Michael’s car?”

He hesitates, as though deciding whether to answer. “The very first time you visited me in the prison. You have to hand the keys over when you sign in. From there…”

“All you need is a corrupt guard. And we already know you have one of those.”

That something flickers over Klempner’s face again.

Yes, regret…

He removes the earpiece, plugs it into his own phone and lays it on the tabletop. “We might as well listen in comfort. You can keep up to date with events too.”

Fuck you…

But the speaker gives out little other than a grinding sound which I assume is Michael’s car engine.

Is my car bugged too?

Did we ever travel to the prison in it?

I

No… Michael always drove…

waiting,” he says, “do you mind if I ask you a

“Such as?”

alive? I’ll admit that took me completely off-guard. As far as I was concerned,

it do any harm to tell

guard, sneaked in to where you were holding

her. I never suspected. Brave of her too. I

courage. She won Frank

always expected Mitch to come back for her baby. I never understood why she didn’t. You know…

they have talked about something

her. Conners told her you

eyes slitting. “Did he…” he hisses. “And why did he

far as I can tell, to stop Mitch going after

save his own useless

again, hold

never hidden behind a woman's skirts. He

ear. “Now on that, I’m with

me, lids lowered. “You

I like. Like mother, like daughter. And I’m fucked if I’ll let you use me as

crunch of tires on uneven ground and the growl of

*****

Michael

blindingly bloody obvious finally hits

Fuck!

the dashboard with a

Stupid. Stupid.

drive through the City one-way system in traffic.

with your brain. Not

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