Memoirs of a Gigolo Volume Seven by Livia Ellis

Author:Livia Ellis
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2015-05-05T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

The Second Time I am Kidnapped

The second kidnapping happens much as the first. A rather inconspicuous van pulls up alongside me as I run to the Psychiatrist’s. I don’t notice it as it blends in perfectly with the other inconspicuous vans lining the street.

Booth Buxton stands before me.

New Oliver. Oliver that gets into fights and doesn’t take shit from anyone, is ready to take him on. Boris told me this moment would come. I’m prepared.

Unfortunately he’s brought some friends with him.

Because this is what Booth Buxton does. Intimidation with numbers. Unfortunately Elon will not be showing up to even up the sides.

I’m invited to get into the van. We’re all English. We’re very polite about plucking a man off the streets in broad daylight.

No.

Get in the van.

Make me. (I must have been hit in the head during the fight with That-No-Good-Son-of-a-Bitch-Martin)

Get in the van. (They have guns – not that I believe they’ll use them on me, but I get it – I need to get in the van)

I need to be somewhere. Someone is expecting me. In fact, if I don’t show she’s the type to start making inquiries.

Yes. I have an appointment (the air quotes were really unnecessary) with The Psychiatrist. She likes sweaty men. Consider this getting a ride on the government. Get in the van.

I believe I’ve put up a believable fight. I get in the van. There are three of them including Booth Buxton.

It’s one of those surveillance jobbers like you see on television. But smells a lot worse. Like someone’s been eating a lot of chicken burgers with the accompanying flatulence and couldn’t be bothered to buy room spray.

Well? What do they want?

I’m going to be invited to go to St. Petersburg for Easter.

Easter was weeks ago. Is this the sort of intelligence my tax money is paying for? Damn disappointing. Where’s 007 when you need him, eh?

Russian Orthodox Easter.

Oh. Right.

Olga is going to invite me to St. Petersburg. I’m going to accept.

Or else…?

The three spooks look at each other.

Or else you’re going to huff and puff and blow my house down? Sorry. But I’m not exactly shaking in my stylish yet affordable Docs.

They have it within their power to solve my financial problems.

I’m marrying Parvati in September. My financial problems are pretty well solved. Before they go there, flashing nudie pictures of me with male celebrities won’t sway me either. Parvati and I are going in to this with eyes wide open.

My mother is on the list for a heart transplant. Booth doesn’t build up to the big money offer. He puts it right on the table.

Yes. My mother is on the list for a heart transplant.

They may have it within their power to move her up the list. Or – alternatively depending on my willingness to cooperate – down the list.

I look at the other two spooks. Do they know that when I was twelve their mate Booth here tried to rape me?

Get over it. That was sixteen years ago. We were children.

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