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…

remade herself

“Master? Are you alright?”

Jade-Eyes stands at the door, brow wrinkling. “Yes, I’m fine. I was just

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

and that…” Her

Not fooled…

don't you take your mother out for the afternoon? Somewhere nice. Give her a treat….” I scrub

wheels are turning behind the emerald eyes. She moves to

pocket, offer it up to her. “Buy her a present. Something pretty to wear. Perhaps a new dress.” Charlotte looks at the card but doesn’t take it. “She

you want to give her something, why don’t you do

as if 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

still doesn’t take the card. I push it into her hand and curl her fingers around it. “Just do it.” Another thought occurs. “You might take Kirstie too. She could

good idea, Master. It will feel a

*****

Richard

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, Will Stanton, Police

pick up the handset. “Hello, Will. Good to hear from you. What can

through the office. “Francis! Get James on the phone. Right now! And keep him on the phone.

down the phone to Ross; my driver, but also Elizabeth’s

wide with distress, steps into my office mouthing

fast as you

tries to call Michael, I try again

reply. Nor

marches in, brandishing her handset.

“What’s the emergency? Has there

time for good manners. “Michael. Shut up

*****

James

slide the

the background, a phone

Damn…

the towels and I

is still

Mobile?

No, landline…

the lounge. As I reach

ring back if it

somewhere, my mobile

Mobile…

I swing around…

put the

door. Following the tone I track it, locate it back in the kitchen and wrap

Michael…

he’d be late

the lounge phone

Fuck…

I sprint

Michael’s voice echoes

He sounds upset…

More than upset…

pick up

receiver, “Michael? What on

“James, shut up. Listen…”

*Hackles rising*

“… Klempner’s out…”

curdles. “Out?

mean out. Out of prison. They were moving him from where he was to another

the fuck came up with that as a bright

he’s escaped. They suspect an inside job. There was a hold-up on the van." His voice cracks. “James… The guards and the driver... For some reason they left the driver alive, but one

“I remember him…”

down the middle from chest to crotch and left

My stomach tightening…

Charlotte…

speaking. “James, are they with you? Charlotte and Mitch?

not here. They're downtown. In the City. Kirstie's

you know where they were

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