Ch 2 H&M The Lair
"Have a nice day Mark" said the dead voice, then he hung up the phone and smiled.
"Won't he be harder to take down now?" asked the beautiful blonde as she leaned back in the chair. "It seems like you just warned him."
The man laughed, his voice back to normal. "It's more fun to scare him a little. We can take him down easy enough, don't worry about that."
"I spent some time with him and I'd say he seemed pretty capable. I don't think it's gonna be so easy."
"He'll be outnumbered. I won't let him get away, I want him. I'll never forget what he cost me… cost us. Him and Hardcastle… and they'll both pay, you can believe that!" his anger barely contained.
"You said Hardcastle has an arsenal at Gulls Way.."
"Shhh" he interrupted her, putting his finger gently against her lips, he whispered, "he'll be outnumbered, don't worry, come on to bed darling."
And she slipped out of her robe and went to him.