Kidnap Romane & Geschichten

"That means it's someone I know? An enemy?" "It's highly possible and your daughter's involvement shows that he has several scores majorly with her." "Be honest, what's the chance we get her back unharmed?" He sighed once more. "I'll be very honest with you since that's what you requested. In ninety per cent of kidnapping cases which aren't solved in twenty four hours, the victim never returns unharmed, especially in cases within this age bracket. Even if we manage to get her without any physical scars, with the complexity of this case, it's very possible she might suffer from PTSD"

It featured the case that we just solved yesterday. 【Two Grade 10-I Students Kidnapped! Unnamed JHS Quartet Staged Everything for Fame. Four Grade 10-I students (Hibara W.C., Luke Matthew Vargas, Toto Lei Chavez, and Cara Mendez) who are fond of playing detective received a kidnapping case at around 10 AM yesterday. This Junior High School quartet finds themselves in search of their classmates, Sylvester Rambo Tan and Shiloah Ibarra who are related as cousins. Two men dressed in black took the cousins from the opposite side of the pedestrian crossing in from of Gate 1, witnesses said . . . 】

CHINYERE SIGHED AS she thought about all that happened in the past four months. Four months had passed since she had woken up in the hospital and one month had passed since the court case. Amanda was sentenced to thirty five years imprisonment with a five year probation for first degree murder, kidnapping and human trafficking. She pledged guilty to all her charges and no further investigation was carried out on her part. Amanda had also given away Tobi's and his father's location and they – and their minions – were sentenced to twenty years imprisonment for human trafficking.

Harry had come back in a panic. "What happened, boss?" "Maxim has kidnapped Ana" After saying that, he bit his lip and became silent. "How can this happen? Who told you? It's impossible!" Harry couldn't believe it. "Does anyone on Earth wear a red helmet, Harry? Or anyone else on our planet? What tribe is this Harry?" He was screaming in anger. "Don't worry, I see. I message..." Harry was still speaking when his eyes began to bleed. "What will you see? They have taken my wife from there and you are saying you will see!" He grabbed Harry by the collar but Harry was reading the helplessness in his eyes.

"I bet you'll be hunted by a nightmare if I wasn't there. Your virginity was taken forcely would cause you undying dark memory. And, thanks to me, you've got to work from the top model from stealing a picture of me which in very unlawful." Primo clenched his fist as he look straight on the latter's eyes. "What are you trying to say?" "I am proposing a side job for you to work with me as a camera man either. All you have to do is to film me. That's all I asked from what you did by stealing a picture and from saving you when you almost got raped." he said, a very sly smirk plastered in his face. "Do you think after all what you said made me want to just say yes? I didn't mean to do anything li

He immediately put her on a blood drip so her wounds could heal, but I could see that there were wounds on her body that were never going to heal completely. After the doctor left, I slipped onto the bed beside her and held her tight while she cried. She eventually calmed down enough and Fynn started to softly prod so she would tell us what happened. It quickly became evident that the man that was killed was the culprit. He kidnapped Freya one afternoon while she was on her way home and since she knew the rules, she wouldn’t kill him just so she could get away. She explained everything she had been through, all the while hiding who she was so she could protect

A new chapter, one involving the stranger beside her, had just begun. “Thank you,” Lyra murmured softly. Kenzo finally turned toward her, his gaze cold enough to freeze her blood. “Don’t thank me yet. You asked to be kidnapped, and in my world, there are no free rides.” Lyra went silent, her tongue thick. Her body stiffened as awareness crashed over her. She was about to speak when a violent jolt from the car cut her off.

His voice dripped with malice. "All you have to do is keep your mouth shut, or her blood is on your hands." His chilling words replayed in my mind as I stared at the man who held all the power over us. "I'm sorry, Sir. I'm so sorry, please, I'm sorry." Amelia's voice cracked as she begged. "Please don't hurt him." She glanced at her boyfriend, who looked utterly worn down, as if they had tortured him before we arrived. Furrowing his brow, the merciless kidnapper exhaled. "You signed a non-disclosure agreement, yet you did the one thing I warned you five times to avoid." He growled, his voice low and menacing.

“You done yelling yet?” “No. This is kidnapping. People go to prison for this shit, Jax.” He finally dropped her wrists but didn’t step back. She rubbed her arms, glaring up at him. He was bigger up close than she remembered from the shop—broad shoulders, ink crawling up his neck, that scar on his jaw she always wondered about. “You heard what I said outside,” he told her. “Sixty days. You’re mine till then. That means a few rules.” “Rules?” She scoffed and crossed her arms tight over her chest. “Fuck your rules. Take me home.”

In that moment, she realized that she was about to become the victim of a kidnapping. She wretched, her legs kicking the air. Using her elbow, she punched the man who held the cloth against her nose. He fell backwards, letting go of the cloth. The security officials tried to grab her. She punched one of them in the face, blood came oozing from his nose and the other was kicked viciously in the crouch.