Identity Fraud Morse Code Novels & Stories

Sorry to bother you but I need of you. Hamish still said nothing. The young woman's voice was far too pleasant to his ears. He would spend a whole day listening to her speak. * It's the Jakhyie family... Please come and get me. I'm scared and I don't even understand what they're saying since I don't speak the language so when you get this message... And shit, I forget I'm on call. Annabella? Annabella, are you there?* Hamish licked his lips... * Good evening, it's not Annabella. She forgot her phone...* he blurted out in a hoarse voice.

“Remember, don’t call the police '' And he didn’t reply now. Maybe he is already stuttering, thinking what to do. After a few minutes my phone rang and he was calling. I answer his call and pretend that I was kidnapped and they need him to come and rescue me. I remind him not to call the police or else the kidnaper would kill me and then I hang up the phone and never answer his call anymore. The more I ignore his call, the more that he will get scared, nervous and stutter. I know he will come to save his girlfriend and all I need is to just sit back and relax, while waiting for him. I saw Sachi pass the broken window and sit beside me. He licks my hand and I smile at him. He is a cute, white

"Don't say that princess, well you will not be able to reach me tomorrow and maybe next, so I will give you some instructions." "Wait, were are you going?" I asked as I feel two days will now become forever. "I am going to somewhere with no network, I am sorry" I am guessing Village. "Ok, try take your phone maybe this time there would be network" "Ok, here are the instructions, tomorrow where red undies, make sure to eat your breakfast, then at night wear this same jersey. Next tomorrow where black undies and wear your really big singlet to sleep. Never skip any of your meal." the low tune in which h gave the instruction is the most arousing voice I have heard making a moan escape my lips,

he said. Gloria did as she was told. When Adrian heard the scratching sounds once more, he quickly said, "That's not caused by a lack of signal strength, it's Morse code! It's Morse code for S.O.S!" "An S.O.S. in Morse code?" Gloria asked curiously. Meanwhile, Adrian instructed, "Wildfire, quick! See if you can find out where the source of the signal is. The rest of you, prepare to rescue whoever it is. They're probably nearby."

It meant nothing to her so why can't she just forget about it? Her phone buzzed and she picked it up. It's a message from and unknown number. * Long time no see, Gemita Prescott.* Gemita almost dropped her phone the moment she saw the message. No one knows her true identity here, not even Joel so how come this stranger knows? She immediately dials his number and he picks up immediately. “Well hello there miss Prescott." Linus said smiling to himself. “Who are you?" Gemita asked feeling threatened already. This could really ruin her plan.

“There could be all sorts of reasons why no one is accepting it. I can’t tell you specifically what’s wrong with it.” “Help me look at it then. What’s wrong with the mission I posted? It’s my first time posting so I might not understand it too well. If there’s any problem, I can fix it right away,” Zachary answered. “Alright, please send me your mission code.” Zachary looked at his code and sent it to the other party. “4398.” After some time, the other party replied.

Conner and Anisa were forced to their knees. Anisa's face had swollen badly, and blood still seeped from one ear, but she kept struggling. "Mr. Randall, save me. I'm carrying your child." She clung tightly to Conner's arm as if it were her last lifeline. Conner's eyes shifted slightly. Floyd picked up a manila envelope from beside him, shook out the documents, and tossed them on the floor one by one. The first document was Anisa's actual academic record. She had dropped out of high school and had never studied abroad. Her so-called MBA from a prestigious business school was a fake certificate she had bought on the black market for eight thousand dollars.

Instead, it was an email, the sender address unfamiliar, the subject line stopping my heart cold in my chest. RE: Your Real Identity — We Need To Talk I stared at it for a long moment, the warmth of the evening draining out of me all at once, replaced by the old, familiar cold dread that had become disturbingly routine over the last several weeks. I opened it with trembling hands. The message inside was short. Brutally, devastatingly short. The man who saved you five years ago wasn't who you think he was. Neither of them are. Call this number before you make any more decisions you can't undo.

He opened the letter and furrowed his eyebrow more as he read through it. “What’s that?” Maria asked him and he handed the letter over to her. “What’s this?” she asked and he shook his head. “Morse code. I have no idea how to decode that.” “Why would anyone send a letter in a code to you? Must be some kind of important or top secret issue,” “The only thing I think I understand here is this,” he pointed and a line in the letter that says; ... --- .--/.- .-. ./ -.-- --- ..- .-.-.-

Still, she figured the girls were just looking out for one another. With a smirk, Aria tossed a bodyguard aside and said, "Don't worry, I'll be fine. Just stay here a little longer. In half an hour, someone will come to rescue you. The secret code is 'up above the world so high'." "Isn't that from Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star?" one of them asked, both confused and surprised. It was the strangest code phrase they'd ever heard. Aria simply chuckled. That line was part of an identity check used in special operations.