Identity Fraud Morse Code Novels & Stories

“Don’t worry. This is easier than it sounds. You’ll have prearranged times when you can turn the radio on and listen for Elijah. He’ll also have a radio on his end, with the same codebook. We’ll be reading out what sounds like random numbers or phrases, but each one is specific and pre-agreed upon.” Luc pointed to the notepad, scribbling down a series of numbers as an example. “For instance, if you hear ‘two-eight-zero’ followed by ‘blue moon,’ that could mean, ‘We’re safe but staying put.’ Or if we say ‘one-one-one’ followed by ‘nightfall,’ that might mean ‘Relocate immediately.’ You and Elijah will have matching codes for clarity, and messages will be short, transmitted only once to minimi

“Damian.” Eli froze. “It’s him.” Damian’s expression hardened. “Mute it.” But Eli didn’t. He leaned closer, listening. Beneath the voice, there was another sound — like tapping. A pattern. “…two… four… six… two…” Eli’s eyes widened. “That’s not random. That’s a code.” Damian moved beside him. “A location marker?” “Maybe. Or a signal frequency.” Eli typed rapidly, running the numbers through an algorithm. “It’s not coordinates. It’s too short for that. But… it could be a port reference.”

“The rest of you will be mailed back to him in pieces.” Dad was just threatening them. He couldn’t be actually thinking of mailing them in pieces. Could he? “I’ll tell you whatever you need to hear. Please just spare me.” “That’s more like it. First of, what are you guys?” “We’re ogres.” “I thought ogres had more green.” My dad said looking at their humanoid shape. “We’ve evolved. We can now conceal our identity to look like humans.” “Who are you working for?” “I don’t know. We only know the person by the name, ‘the boss’.”

The people became surprised at his greeting. ‘It’s you!’ Ildiko exclaimed, and Hadrian put a finger against his lips, telling him to keep quiet about his identity. ‘I am called Francis.’ Hadrian answered. ‘I was caught loitering in the palace and was suspected of spying, so they brought me here.’ Ildiko laughed heartily at his reason. ‘You are a very bold one, indeed.’ He laughed. ‘Very bold in fact, you were able to spit in their faces. ‘Where are the others?’ Hadrian asked Ildiko.

That wasn’t a building number, it was a code. Without wasting another second, she yanked her phone from her back pocket, hands trembling slightly as she opened her notes app and began typing the digits. Then she paused. Instead of treating it like an address, she typed the number as a passcode, a numerical keyword used in the encrypted map app she’d once used with her contact, back when things were still quiet. The moment she hit enter, a hidden address flashed onto her screen: “The Underpass, Old Dock Road, Sector 9.”

Then, she opened her mouth. “X-ray, Tango, Niner, Zero, Delta,” she said. Her voice was monotone, a perfect imitation of a radio transmission. “What?” I blinked, confused. “Luna, what are you saying? Speak to me in English, honey.” “Alpha, Sierra, Kilo. The perimeter is breached. Target identified,” she continued, her eyes fixed on a point somewhere over my shoulder. It wasn't Russian. It wasn't English. It was a…code! The high-level encryption I had stolen from Cyprian.

, he said. "I really appreciate all your efforts. So, what did you find?", Rita said. She was itching for information, anything at all that could help her unravel the mystery that seemed to be her life. "The message was sent from a burner phone that we traced from a pick'n'go shop downtown. The person who sold the phone her no idea who the buyer is", he said. "So that means, the identity of this person is still not known?", Rita asked. "I'm afraid yes but we're working on finding out who this person is", he said.

"This is Jayden Andrada; I need a video from the CCTV on the pole near my mansion, and don't you dare piss me off, or else I will make sure you get hell!" I didn't exchange pleasantries with the person on the other line, as I immediately asked for his help, or rather threatened him to help me. I'm not sure if he knows me or not, but it doesn't matter as long as I can get what I want. "Of course, Mr. Andrada, I will contact security..." I didn't wait for him to finish speaking and immediately passed the phone to security next to me. "Hey...hello?" He asked, and I have no idea what they were talking about, but the security appeared to be scared for some reason.