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2 Billion. My eyes widened. The money was there. It hadn't been spent. It hadn't been stolen. I looked at the transaction log. Attempted Access: 01/12/2023 - DENIED. Attempted Access: 03/05/2024 - DENIED. Attempted Access: 11/20/2025 - DENIED. There were dozens of attempts. All failed. I looked at the security protocol at the bottom of the page. SECURITY PROTOCOL: BIOMETRIC LOCK (RETINA/DNA).

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I said walking up to the door opening it to see a man with a blue delivery shirt on . "Hi thanks for bringing my delivery, you can just place them over there to the right." I said pointing. " Yes ma'am" he said walking off the porch back to his truck opening up the bed then he lowered it down. Walking back into the house letting him do his job without me peking over his shoulder . I waited till he was done so I decided to check some websites that sell dance poles. I only found two sites that ship and the price was reasonable so I ordered one of each of the two I liked. By the time I was done, so was the delivery man. So for his work I made him a glass of lemonade that I made yesterday.

“The location was to be communicated discreetly when the bounty had been secured.” “So you’re dealing with an anonymous client?” Blaire asked. “That’s why I’ve come to deal with you, Lady Blaire. You see, the bounty price is huge—attractive—but I can’t trust whoever it is who set it up,” Borel said. “I’m sure you think this way because you feel you’d be able to trade her for a higher price?” Blaire asked, the look of amusement already becoming evident on her face. “Not entirely. It’s because I’d be sure of the reward instead of putting my faith in a ghost and quite possibly leading us into a trap,” Borel said.

"The bounty is a hundred fifty million, aimed at making you and your wife divorce and destroying your family." Mandy took out her phone, opened the platform for accepting tasks at the Global Trader, and handed it to Alexander. When Alexander looked at it, he saw an array of bizarre tasks, each more outrageous than the last. The sight dumbfounded him, and his lips twitched. Task number one was a bounty of 15 million to destroy Alexander's beloved car and spray insulting words on it. Photos were needed as proof. Task number two was a bounty of 80 million to torture and kill Susanne's cat, taping it in a video.

(duh emoticon) Anubis: I was invited to join. Hello. Sobek: Pay up! Newbies need to pay up for protection! Anubis: How much? Sobek: … Imhotep: 10,000,000 credits to each! Anubis: The app only allows a maximum of 99,999 credits… Sobek: Holy shit—who invited you?! Anubis: ??? Anubis: Wasn’t it you? Sobek: Huh?

He could do with another Carson in his life. Except he was getting out of this line of business. The laptop beeped across the room and the screen threw bright light up against the wall. Ben crossed the room and stared at a black and white stripe desktop. He was in. He sat on the sofa and pulled the laptop toward him. This was going to work. He plugged the web portal for the bank into a browser bar and hit enter. He then opened a new browser and typed in a web address he'd used when he was an employee. While his official login wouldn't work, his backup should.

“ The website isn’t as easy to track as you think it is, it only provides the list of the shifters's names that has a bounty on their heads “ explained Dan “ The hunters can simply take on the mission and then submit the proof that they have finished the mission to collect the bounty. From the beginning till the end there is no information provided about the person who set up the bounty you see? And if that alone isn’t enough to, the person who runs the site takes care of protecting the identities of the people who submit the requests, only the name and photograph of the person getting hunted is unadapted on the site. No one other than the one who is running the site can know who placed thes

Charms gasped as she slammed the laptop down. “What’s wrong Charms? What was the notification for?” Lucky asked her daughter as she looked her daughter face drained of color. “Mommy you remember when you found out we were leprechauns?” “Yes, I remember, what about it?” “Well, when you told me that if anyone ever found out we exist that people would start coming after us.” “Yes, I remember, what does that have to do with what’s on your computer? Lucky asked her heart beating fast. “Well, when you told me that, I set up an account on the supernatural blacksite. To notify me when there are new products and bounties posted. Well, that notification was for a bounty.” Charms said her voice trembli

“Senator Williams chairs the Finance Committee and has been instrumental in the city’s economic development initiatives.” Camera shutters clicked rapidly as the couple posed for photos, waving to the small crowd of onlookers gathered behind the velvet ropes. “Next we have tech entrepreneur James Morrison and his partner David Chen,” the announcer continued as another car pulled up. “Morrison Industries has been a major contributor to tonight’s charity auction.” Ava recognized the name from the business reports she’d started reading since being with Dario. Morrison was one of the younger billionaires in the city, known for his innovative software companies.