KILL ME GOODBYE by A. K. Reynolds

Author:A. K. Reynolds [A. K. Reynolds]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

I couldn’t use my mobile to call for help because it was in my jacket. Not that there was anyone I could call. I guessed though that it was no accident I was without my mobile. Muldoon must’ve checked it was in my jacket when he’d hung it up, which probably meant he’d been planning to do this almost from the get go.

I hammered on the door with my fist.

‘Duke,’ I shouted. ‘What’s going on?’

‘Sorry Jo. They made me an offer I couldn’t refuse.’

‘Who did?’

‘The people I called while you were in the front room and I was cooking dinner.’

‘What about your promise to help me out? Doesn’t that count for anything?’

I was whistling in the pitch dark and I knew it.

‘Not where money’s involved it doesn’t.’

‘Be reasonable, Duke.’

His heavy footsteps thudded down the hall to the front room. As there was no point in wasting any more time trying to appeal to his better nature, I surveyed my surroundings hoping to see a means of escape. I was in a room about the size of the cell I’d occupied when the police had taken me in for questioning. The walls were made of rough-hewn stone and, at a guess, were at least three feet thick. The window, set high in the wall, was far too small for me to even consider wriggling through. The floor was made of stone slabs. The room was unfurnished, unheated, and very cold. So I paced about to keep warm, waiting for the sword of Damocles to fall on my head with painful and probably fatal consequences.

It wasn’t long in coming. Fifty-five minutes later to be precise, according to my watch, was when Muldoon’s doorbell rang. I heard his visitors speaking to him but couldn’t make out what they were saying. Their voices made me want to wet my pants, but I told myself to be strong, and when the door to my makeshift prison opened, I arranged my face into the best semblance of stoic resignation I could as Muldoon stuck his head around the door.

‘You can come out now.’

I would’ve preferred to remain where I was, but as that was clearly not an option I left the room. Muldoon led me down the hall to the front door. Along the way, he took my jacket and hat from a hook.

‘You’ll need these,’ he said almost apologetically. ‘It’s cold outside.’

‘Why, Duke?’ I said pointlessly.

He shrugged.

‘It’s nothing personal. I can always do with more money so I rang around to see who wanted you and what they were willing to pay to get you.’

‘You are scum. You do know that, don’t you?’

His reply was a gleefully broad grin which made it all too apparent that he found my middle-class values amusing.

He opened the front door. Waiting outside, were two men who looked to be in their late thirties. They were both about six feet tall, one of them lean with dark hair and a face like a weasel, the other bulkier with fair hair.

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