Hilary and the Hurricane (a novelette): Hilary Manningham-Butler, #3.5
By Jack Treby
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Belize, British Honduras. 10th September 1931. As good a place as any to die...
Hilary Manningham-Butler is looking forward to a quiet few months in Central America. But something from her past is about to catch up with her.
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Hilary and the Hurricane (a novelette) - Jack Treby
Copyright © Jack Treby 2017
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Also by Jack Treby
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Hilary And The Hurricane (a novelette)
A Poison Of Passengers
Hurrah For Hilary!
The Pineapple Republic
The Stiletto
The Book of Death
The Bonfire Night Massacre
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This story takes place in the aftermath of The Devil's Brew (Hilary Manningham-Butler #3)
Hilary And The Hurricane
If I had not been so absorbed in the map, I might have noticed the two rather strange looking men loitering on the far side of the street. The electric lighting running the length of the main drag was more than sufficient to reveal their presence, even with the stream of revellers making their way up Regent Street towards the bridge, and doubtless there would have been something in their manner which would have alerted me to their intentions had I been paying the proper attention. As it was, I reached the bottom of the staircase, folded up my newly acquired map and turned right, moving past the wooden store front of Krug and Co and disappearing into a darkened side street. The alleyways of Belize, I had been reliably informed, were among the safest in the world, and in the two months I had spent in the small British colony I had seen nothing to disabuse me of the notion.
The two men must have moved to follow me as I made my way towards Albert Street at the far end of the alley, but the first I was aware of either of them was when the first fellow slipped past me and came to a halt directly in my path. Even then, such was my distraction that all I was aware of was a sudden obstacle to be navigated. It was only when I swerved politely to avoid the man and he manoeuvred to intercept me that I realised something was amiss. I pulled myself up and at last took a good look at the fellow, in what little light radiated out from the main roads at either end of the alley. He was a tall, muscular man with wide eyes and a youthful face, spoilt only by the huge wart growing on the left side of his nose. A local fellow, if I was any judge, in rather tatty clothes. He smiled a macabre smile and my heart skipped a beat.
‘May I help you?’ I enquired, desperate even in the face of such provocation to establish some sort of rapport with the fellow.
He continued to grin. His eyes flicked past me, but before I had the chance to wonder what he might be looking at, a heavy blow struck me across the back of the neck. An explosion of pain engulfed me. My legs gave way and, with little more than a whimper, I crumpled to the ground. A second man had crept up on me, carrying some kind of blunt instrument. If this was a robbery, it was a well planned one. The scoundrels must have been waiting out in the street for a likely looking mark. It had been foolish of me to disappear off the main drag like this, all on my own. I let out a low groan and struggled to regain my composure. The second man was looming over me now, a frightening silhouette with a solid cosh in his right hand. No, not a cosh, a hefty piece of bamboo. A policeman’s truncheon would hardly have been more effective.
‘What...what do you want?’ I managed to mutter, even in my dazed state. ‘I have money.’ Perhaps they knew about the poker game I had been involved in this afternoon; or maybe they had taken note of my well tailored suit and decided that I was worth a punt. My winnings this afternoon were nothing to write home about, but I did have a few dollars in my pocket and in a town like this – where a dollar and a half was a weeks wages – it would be a decent enough haul for them. In the circumstances I was more than happy to let them have it.
I was just about to slide a hand into my trouser pocket and hand over the loot when the first man stepped forward and kicked me viciously in the stomach. I let out another groan. I was trying my damnedest to be civil, but it was clear they were enjoying the situation too much to simply take what money I had and run. It is a sad fact that some people take pleasure in inflicting pain, even when it brings them no tangible benefit. ‘Please,’ I said. ‘There’s no need...’ But before I could finish the thought, a second blow from the bamboo cane struck me square across the shoulder blades and I slumped once more into the mud.
The bamboo man leaned over me and pulled my arms behind my back, lifting up my head. The Wart, who was still smiling, now crouched down in front of me, and it was then that I saw the knife in his hand. At this point, I came within a