Benn Beckman Bounty Novels & Stories

he said and handed his laptop to me, he finally had gotten to Jeremy private system, “Jeremy to be an high shareholder in the DLT company also, alongside a certain person called B,” “His frequently contacted contact is Enzo Carter,” he said, I slowly looked up at Bella and I could tell immediately that she understood what was going on, “The answer to your question is obvious,” I whispered and she nodded slowly, “The reason he went with Becky willingly is revenge!” She replied equally in a whisper.

She'd end up bankrupt after a few days. "The system has malfunctioned. I can't even contact my Vivien. How am I going to help him now?" "The ban will be lifted tomorrow. I can lend you a few battle points. Don't be stingy in using spells. You can spend how much you'd like as long as you help Ezekiel." Jana opened her mouth to speak. Her vision on the left distorted, and a trading panel floated mid-air. It was an account named '00012 Jazz-M' asking for the permission to trade.

Within half a year, I was good as new. With the remaining money, I went to Silicon Valley and started the world’s most cutting-edge security system. After that, I brought it back to my hometown under a new identity. While I could not rejoin the army, at least I could do my part for nationl security. At the same time, my products became quite a hit in the tech world. Within three years, I was on the Forbes List as one of the best in the field. After that, I heard from Gordon that while Jonah survived Nia’s stabbing, he had to live the rest of his life with a colostomy bag.

A bounty notice was plastered across all major apps. "What are we going to do? People will do anything for money. Wayne has put up a bounty of ten million dollars. Anyone who provides information about you will get paid. Can we even stay here?"

“Just let me knock her out.” Ben glared at him, and they both shut up. “Just saying, guys.” I shrugged. After Knight told me about Ben, or whatever his real name was, he could efficiently run away with his bounty money. “For a weak human, you seem pretty comfortable sitting next to us, considering you have a bounty on your head.” Liam snorted. “Well, I mean, they need you alive, but you know what I mean.” “I’m freaking terrified!” I screamed at him inside the car. That one was true. They could have just executed me in the desert for all they cared, but they also wanted to get their payment, so I could still execute my plan if money mattered more to them.

The billionaire's expression shifted from surprise to anger, and he barked orders to his men, urging them to take Dario down. But Dario was faster. He darted between the mercenaries, using his agility to outmaneuver them. One by one, he took them down, each victory fueling his determination. He could feel the adrenaline coursing through him, a rush that came from knowing he was fighting for something greater than himself. He was fighting for Marissa, for their future, and for the pack that depended on him.

he said. His voice wasn’t raised. That was worse. I didn’t understand at first. My mind lagged, disconnected, like it was protecting me from what I already knew was coming. Then I saw the screen. A message. Not just one. A chain. My father’s name at the top. Bounty Active — Aria Moretti 500,000 USD Status: TRAITOR Last Known Location: Valenti Estate The room tilted. My vision tunneled. Five hundred thousand. For my head.

"The bounty was placed on purpose. By Warren Holt's network." Evan looked at me. "I know," he said. I stared at him. "You knew." "I've known for a while." His voice was steady. "Not Warren specifically — not until recently. But that the bounty was coordinated rather than organic. Yes. I've known." "You could have told me that," I said. He held my gaze. "You had enough to carry," he said.

When they finally pulled back, the freezing, calculated armor of the Queen had perfectly returned. "A federal bounty requires a legally bonded underwriter," Zara executed flawlessly, her brilliant mind entirely dissecting the Archangel's trap. "The Supreme Court cannot authorize a global payout without a private military insurance conglomerate backing the funds. If the underwriter pulls their financial backing, the bounty is instantly, legally voided." Lucian's jaw locked. "Who is backing the Archangel?" "Blackwood Global," Zara stated coldly. "The most elite private insurance syndicate in New York. CEO Richard Blackwood is currently hosting a midnight, invitation-only art auction at Sotheby