I’ll Make Them Pay

‘I know,’ Hylda said. ‘I called the police and dropped Mr McCarthy’s name. They know what to do.’ She fluffed the pillow and helped Kayleigh lie down. ‘I’ve leaked the word to the media. The news is out. TV, radio, newspaper, the Internet. I’m sure Mr McCarthy will come to see you as soon as he sees the news.’ Kayleigh nodded. ‘Good job.’ ‘I’ll see myself out. You should get some rest.’ Kayleigh didn’t reply. *** After they entered Stamford’s city limits, Austyn asked Kai to drive straight to the hospital. The Range Rover pulled up an hour and a half later. An over-solicitous nurse led the way and held the door open for Austyn. Kayleigh gave an order not to be disturbed, but the M Group’s president was not just anyone. The actress was lying on her side, displaying her wound to the visitors. She didn’t need to turn around to recognise the familiar footsteps and the man’s scent. ‘Ow,’ she whimpered, as if the pain was disturbing her sleep. Austyn drew up at the sight of the surgical sutu