Chapter 17

Angela had gotten the man’s number from Dilan. His phone number profile picture displayed his face. Angela still could not be sure it was the same man after all these years. But it could well be, it was the same features, the same age and after thinking it through, she reasoned she was 99% sure this was the same man who had destroyed her life.

She told Dilan she would get in touch with him herself and arrange it through her business app. She did not want it to be traceable. Instead of using her app, she called Pembroke from a burner phone and spoke to him in Spanish.

“Hello this is Maria. I am Dilan’s agent I understand you want to see her again?”

“Yes please, dearly. I can pay a good price. Even more, this time.”

“OK, but we have a new policy, and Dilan is a little weary of seeing repeat clients. She is a little scared of getting into a relationship with you.”

“Oh ... ok” said the voice sombrely. Pembroke did not know what to expect next.

“We can offer a twosome for you, Dilan and myself. Two thousand Euros for one night, payable to my account.”

“But ... I don’t know you ... I just want Dilan.”

“It would be the same price even if just for Dilan. I am coming to protect her but also I will make it even better for you. Have you had a threesome before? This will be like a mother daughter special. She is my special little girl. Trust me.”

Pembroke was a little weary, but acquiesced. “Can I see photos?”

Angela asked for his contact details. She hung up and sent him some naughty pictures she had taken a while ago. She was dressed as a school matron in stockings and suspenders, with glasses, her blonde hair tied up. Her busty figure was fuller than years ago. She was confident he would not recognise her. But even if he did, what would he do? She still had him, she knew where he lived.

He called back. “You’re stunning! You look a bit like Dilan ... are you related?”

Angela smiled to herself at the man’s disgusting thoughts. “If you want to imagine it ... yes, I am her aunt and she is my niece.”

“Excellent...”s he could almost hear him masturbating. She was feeling aroused too. Not by sex, but the thought of revenge.

After making the booking provisionally, she called Dilan and asked to meet her. She was nearby, in the gym. Angela drove to the gym and met the sweaty figure of Dilan in tight pair of boy shorts and running bra top with bright green trainers. Angela admired her body. She told herself that this was her best method of getting to this mysterious man, but also could not hide the sense that she was looking forward to the chance of sex with Dilan.

“Hi mama” Dilan announced cheerfully, her pet name for Angela. “Dilan, I just wanted to say something in person.” Angela motioned for her to get in. “I will only keep you a few minutes then let you get back to your workout.” Dilan clambered in and smiled at her. Droplets of sweat gripped her things. “My goodness what have you been doing? Fucking in the gym?”