Novel & Cerita Back From The Dead: Who Kidnapped Me

Today is my first day back in school and I'm so excited to be back. Today is also the first day when I get to go outside and live free. The news of my kidnap has been on some major channels especially since my kidnapper escaped from the hospital where he was taken since he has been sick for a while.

Max cussed, “Alright, I will call them now.* I ended the call and poured out some whiskey in the glass, downing the contents immediately. Suddenly, my phone rang again and I rushed to pick it up. It was another private number that was calling. Now what? “Who the hell is this?” I asked angrily. “Spencer Martins, it is with great pleasure that I announce to you that your assistant, Sydney Talker, has been kidnapped by this loving family. If you are determined to get her back, tomorrow by ten, and make sure you bring a million dollars for her exchange,” a female voice said.

I tried to run, but a figure jumped at me, pressing a handkerchief to my nose. I couldn’t breathe, gasping as the drug overwhelmed me. My vision blurred, and I lost the fight against the darkness. At the Oakwood Packhouse I groaned, my head throbbing as I sat up. It felt like I’d slept for hours. The room looked too familiar. This was my old room at the Oakwood Pack. The truth hit me hard. I’d been kidnapped and brought back. The door creaked open, and I flinched as Jayden stepped in.

nurse Maude said. "Thank you nurse Maude," I replied. Nurse Maude left and I was alone with Petra. The events of last night becoming vivid. I didn't even know how I got back here. "How did I get back here Petra?" I asked. "Alpha Konan brought you back of course. The whole mansion wasn't able to get a good night sleep because of you Madeline. I only heard you were kidnapped and injured." "Who dared do that to you?" Petra asked.

To come up with such a childish kidnapping plan was immature. Juan's gaze returned to Debra's neck. "Let me take care of your wound when we get back." "It's just a scratch," Debra replied, looking up at him. "Make sure to retrieve the money. It's our shared property after all." "I will," Juan assured her. They returned to the Nichols residence, where Hester was tearfully recounting the events to Melody. Melody looked annoyed, aware of the kidnapping's details. "Grandma, we're back," Debra announced as they entered the room.

I need to get out of here. "N-No, I don't remember you. I have never met you in my life. Who are you? why are you doing this to me? Please let me go." I said and a tear escaped my eyes. He looked at me and smirked. "so you don't know who I am, right? Fine. Then let me tell you in advance, you did this to yourself." He said and my eyes widened. He motions for someone from behind me with his finger, who came to the front and pressed a button on my chair. The back support of my chair started to go down. What is going on? That man went and stood by him and I recognized him. He is the one who kidnapped me.

But I could let him know that he had the wrong person. "Look, there's got to be some mistake." "There's no mistake. Look." He took out his cell phone and shoved it into my face. There, on the screen, was a video of a long-forgotten birthday of mine. Aunt Rachel was there. So were my parents. And a little boy that almost resembled the man in front of me. I looked from the phone to him. "How is that possible?" "I was kidnapped years ago," he said, "and our parents faked their death so that they could try and get me back. Yesterday, our parents were killed in an attempt to save me from the kidnappers and I…"

"What did you say?" Randall let out a dry laugh. "You shouldn't be cracking such jokes, Gregory." "You think it's a joke?" I let out a bitter laugh that twisted my face into a dark grimace. My tears mixed with the blood on my face as they rolled down my cheeks. "My mom is dead! The kidnappers killed her three days ago, while you two were celebrating the fact that you didn't have to spend 100 dollars on a cab!" Alicia staggered backward, her lips trembling as she cried out, "No way! She was rescued, wasn't she…"

Was I kidnapped again? TBC Too many secrets, let's start unveiling

"This is Jessica, my sister." "Hi, Jess," I waved, but she paid no attention. "Can someone please tell me what's going on here? A dead woman comes back five years later?" I sighed. "I'm not dead. I never died five years ago, thanks to your brother." Harden walked to the living room and sat close to me. "That fateful day, after my return from America, I visited Fiona but saw a car speeding away suspiciously. I followed and realized Fiona had been kidnapped."