Chapter 162: Her Mother's Love, Part 4, Payback

Where did he go?

Mitch sprints forward. A maze of alleys, derelict work sheds and abandoned machinery lies ahead of her. High brick walls block her view. She can hear footsteps, but they echo, reverberating against the hard landscape, seeming to come from all directions and none.

Where is he?

She dashes one way, then another, looking for another glimpse of a blue uniform...

*****

"Ah, Bech, there you are." Klempner casts an eye to his captain. "Everything in order? Stopped your rumours?"

"And started a few of my own." Bech circles the quivering Frank. "He behaving himself?"

"More or less. Not squealing as much as I'd like, but we'll see what we can do about that."

"On the subject of squealing... It's carrying outside."

"That right? Not a problem." Klempner jerks a thumb at McCullen, then at a reel of duct tape. "Close his mouth."

Frank's eyes widen as tape, three inches wide, heavyweight, winds over his mouth and around his head, then again, another layer.