Death To Kidnappers Novels & Stories

According to their confessions, they had been busted many times that was why they changed their names and they received an Intel from an unknown source about a place they could rob so that was why they came. They were able to infiltrate the area, arrest the robbers and the two kidnappers although one died on the spot and most of all they were able to rescue an unconscious Daniella. Olatunji was the one who died on the spot from the injuries he sustained from the gunshot while Dele is receiving treatment in the prison hospital. He had been tranquilized with a deadly chemical and it left him in a coma so they await his recovery so they can start trial. Her dear husband is in custody but is ref

No," I replied. I had a glimpse of the driver and he was dead, something went through the glass and into his chest. There was blood everywhere and I couldn't stop staring. "Good, let's get you out of here," Lokun said. The front door of the black jeep opened and Shunbunmi came out, she went straight onto the bus and grabbed Zaynab who was still unconscious, and took her to the jeep, she came back for the other girl and took her to the jeep too. Lokun and I made our way to the jeep too and for the first time, I realize Kunbi was there too. He stood over the corpses of the kidnappers, holding what looked like a spear made of ice.

Melissa and Harriet got out of their car and approached the kidnappers, "Is he with you?" Harriet asked eagerly, "Yes, he and the kids are In the car," one of the kidnappers replied, shoving Clifton towards the women, Melissa and Harriet told one of the kidnappers to bring their kids, and Clofton closely, and they checked him, ensuring that he was unharmed, They then quickly got him into their car and drove away, Clifton was still in shock, trying to figure out what was happening to him. "What's going on? “who are you , what do you want from me?" he asked,

Her mind raced through countless possibilities, but one conclusion stood out, chilling her to the core: they didn’t plan to let her leave alive. These kidnappers weren’t mere street thugs. Their precise movements and clear division of labor indicated training and discipline. They seemed more like professional soldiers—and indeed, they were soldiers from the Second Army Group. Yet their actions betrayed their lack of true “professionalism.” A genuine underworld operative would have opted for an efficient solution, such as using delayed poison to ensure her demise even after a rescue. These men, however, seemed inclined toward a cruder, more direct approach, which suggested a glimmer of hope:

“Akua I need your help…please” “So rude of you to just barge in my chambers and start blasting”. “I’m so sorry, it’s an emergency “. “What do you want child?”. “I need some sort of remedy or p..poi..poison “. “For what ?“. “I found a way to end this for good , I know you said there is nothing I can do but with clear thoughts I concluded that his death will set me free , I said till death do us part hence if one of us dies then it will be over “.

My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic bird trapped in a cage. He let out a dry, raspy chuckle. "Yes. They died right here. But you? You are going to live for me. You will be my perfect little pet, won't you?" I remembered reading somewhere that you should play along with a kidnapper. Give them what they want to stay alive. I didn't know if that applied to a monster that looked like a man but acted like a predator, but I didn't have a better plan. I needed to stay alive until someone found me.

I tried to bounce myself a little and felt the plush softness envelop me. I expected to be waking on a cold floor or basement. It was little more than I deserved for how I spent the years leading up to my arrest and prison sentence. But I wasn’t cold, and I certainly wasn't in a basement. Hell, there was even a soft blanket covering my body. What kind of kidnapper made sure you were covered with a blanket? Kidnapper. Fuck! How had I managed to get into trouble this time? I hadn't been in contact with anyone from that previous life. I was just getting my shit together. And now what? Was I about to die here?

This man is a murderer. "You- you are a murderer." I deadpanned stating the obvious. "Violet-" I cut him off. "Why am I here? Do you want to kill me ??" I screamed. "Enough!" Vincenzo roared throwing the chair backwards. Fear gripped me. I was shaking. Yes I can fight Vincenzo, my kidnapper, rich kidnapper, but Vincenzo the mafia don? Hell no. "Greta take Violet to get ready for tonight." Vincenzo said.

The spies had also included a graphic condition report but I decided to leave that be, not wanting to hear the exact details of what had happened to the poor girl. The most tragic part about the entire thing was that it had been a ransom situation... but the demand letter had never reached its destination to Raymond. I could picture the girl tied up and alone, waiting for her father to complete the payoff and save her, only to end up being killed. Had her final moments been of wondering whether her father valued his wealth more than her? Evidently, the kidnappers had believed that to be the case as they cut off all their loose ends very quickly and made a run for it.

Truth be told, Daphne was itching to wipe out the kidnappers, but she knew that killing more people would attract more unwanted attention from the authorities, so she could only use money to shut those kidnappers up. However, the leader of the kidnappers wasn't pacified by empty promises. "You should at least provide us with a timeframe, Miss Alvarez. You keep wanting us to wait for the payment, but how long are you planning on keeping us waiting?" "Why are you being so anxious? I told you, I'll definitely pay up! Also, why did those three die in the fire?" The man replied, "Didn't you tell us to kill them? Miss Alvarez, are you planning on pinning the blame on me as well?"