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.I will find you.Whatever&Frost stared at the boy now, smug in theknowledge the detective s son would be going onto a life without his father in it.Except in hisdreams and memories, that was.Six monthshadn t changed the kid.He still had the samefighting spirit he d arrived with, and Hawthorn,who jabbed the keypad several more times, waspossibly the only man Frost knew who could tamehim.Frost lifted the walkie-talkie. Turn aroundand face the back wall.329ScaredThe boy stared at the mirror, defiancebleeding out of him.If he didn t turn within thirtyseconds, Frost would go in there and make surehe fucking did.A surge of anger burned in hisbelly.If the kid fucked up this viewing& Heglanced at Hawthorn to check the man s reaction.The boy still hadn t turned, and a lecherous grinspread over the punter s face.Anger doused byHawthorn s expression, Frost turned back to theboy and repeated his request.Darrow s son remained in place.Jerking the door handle down, Frost enteredthe corridor and shoved his man guarding thedoor to the viewing room out of the way.He tooka deep breath to compose himself then wentinside.Shielded from the punters by the door,Frost growled, Fucking turn around or yourfather ll find himself minus a damn life.The boy blinked several times, and heappeared to be weighing the truth in Frost sstatement.Whether Frost s tone brooked noargument or the lad thought it best to just do ashe d been asked, he turned and faced the backwall.330Sarah Masters Good, Frost said. And when I ask you toturn and face this door, fucking do it. Bargingout, Frost stepped back into the viewing room. Sorry about that, gentlemen.It seems our littleguest doesn t know how to behave.Hawthorn s eyes gleamed, and he rubbed hiscock faster.Bouncing out of his chair, heapproached the window, eyeing the boy with wideeyes.Frost studied the other punters, those withseats beside Hawthorn appearing disgruntledthat he blocked their view. If you could retake your seat, sir, Frost said,taking a step forward.Hawthorn ignored him. Please, sir.The other customers can t see.Frost stretched out a hand to place it onHawthorn s arm.Hawthorn threw it off. This one s mine.Frost gave an unsteady laugh. It doesn tquite work like that, sir.You read the biddingrules.They apply to everyone. Get him out of the fucking way, anotherman said. And if he can t abide by the rules, gethim the hell out!331ScaredUnused to such behaviour Hawthorn wasnew, and shit, Frost wished he d vetted him betternow Frost had to think on his feet. Sir.MrHawthorn, sir.Please return to your seat,otherwise my men will have to escort you off theproperty. When Hawthorn ignored him, headded, And they are armed.While Hawthorn had been at the mirror, Frosthad noted from his peripheral vision the othermen bidding fast and furiously.By the timeHawthorn returned to his chair, he d find theprice for the boy had enlarged dramatically.Hawthorn reluctantly ripped his gaze fromthe boy and stared at Frost.Lips wet and slack,he dashed his tongue out to lick them. Like Isaid, that one s mine. He stomped back to hisseat, flopping down and leaning toward hiskeypad.His eyes bulged at the amount on thescreen.Frost peeked at his little machine.The boy currently cost half a million pounds. This is fucking rigged! Hawthorn shouted,leaping out of his chair. When I went up to thatwindow, that kid cost a hundred grand!332Sarah MastersAnticipating trouble real trouble Frost gaveMike the nod. Sir, Frost said, waving a placating hand. Ifyou d just like to bid yourself& Hawthorn bunched his fists, standing in themiddle of the room.Mike strode toward him, andFrost caught a glimpse of Russell and Toby asthey watched, their faces showing shock andmore than a little concern.Mike took hold of Hawthorn s arm. Are yougoing to sit down, sir?Hawthorn attempted to shake Mike off butfailed. I repeat, for the last time I might add, are yougoing to sit down, sir?Frost had a bad feeling about this.Hawthorn raised his other arm, andeverything happened in slow motion.Thepunter s fist connected with Mike s jaw, sendingthe man sprawling backward.The othercustomers rose as one, converging on Hawthornto diffuse the situation.Somehow, Hawthornbroke free of the scrum and headed directly forFrost.Quickly opening the door and barking an333Scaredorder at his man to secure the boys, Frostslammed the door again and pressed his backagainst it.Hawthorn reached Frost in a second, and justbefore the punter obscured his view of the rest ofthe room, Frost saw Jonathan filling the doorway
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