A Father's Revenge by Kitty Neale

Author:Kitty Neale [Kitty Neale]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2012-11-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Adrianna had spotted the chalk marks, and she was so excited that she didn’t know how she got through her act.

When she left the club, Vince had his heavies, Stan and Bert, in the car with him as usual. The door was flung open and she got in, her nerves on edge, but thankfully none of them seemed to notice.

As they drove down the street towards Vince’s house, Adrianna forced herself to stare straight ahead. If she looked for Kevin’s car, Vince might notice and the last thing she wanted was to give the game away.

As though he was a gentleman – which knowing Stan was a joke – he held open the door as they climbed out. Vince walked ahead of her and once again Adrianna had to resist the urge to throw a look over her shoulder before they went inside. The chalk mark had been there, and that meant Kevin would be out there somewhere waiting for her, and at least that thought was reassuring.

‘You can knock off now, Stan,’ said Vince. ‘You too, Bert.’

‘Thanks, boss,’ they said, before heading for their rooms at the back of the house.

Vince turned to Adrianna. ‘I’m going to have a nightcap. Do you want one?’

‘No, thanks,’ she said. ‘I think I’ll go straight to bed.’

‘All right, I won’t be long.’

When Vince came upstairs shortly after her, he wasn’t wearing his jacket and as he undressed Adrianna didn’t hear the jangle of the door keys in his trouser pockets. His smile was a leer as he climbed into bed, and Adrianna knew she would have to endure his sexual demands. She hated the stench of whisky on his breath, and wanted to turn her face away, to avoid his slobbering kisses, but could only console herself with the knowledge that this would be the last time he laid his hands on her body.

When it was over he rolled onto his side, his back towards her, and she tried to keep her breathing steady as she listened for his snores. Yet even when she heard them, she was so nervous of waking him that she didn’t move.

An hour passed, and it was only the thought of Kevin giving up that forced Adrianna to gently push back the blankets. Slowly, oh so slowly, she got out of bed, her legs shaking so much that she had to pause for a moment. She moved carefully to pick up her discarded clothes, a skirt and silk blouse from the back of a chair, along with her handbag, and crept onto the landing to dress.

The bed creaked and Adrianna froze. She heard a snort, a rustling, and for a few moments was terrified that Vince was getting up. She remained rigid, her heart thumping with fear.

When there were no further sounds of movement, Adrianna quickly threw on her clothes and tiptoed downstairs holding her shoes. She crept into the drawing room, relieved to see that Vince’s jacket had been thrown carelessly onto the sofa.

She had never been given any house keys: the locks served both to keep intruders out and her in.

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