Prop Hunt Vanoss Novels & Stories

The nearest hospitals in that direction were all tucked behind the hills. "You catch anything else?" I asked. He blinked….it was like he hesitated. Then, soon after, a jiggling nod. "The van….it was one of those fancy ones. Mercedes V-Class, I think. It had a weird logo… something like a bird…. maybe a swan or a dove. Real fancy.” My heart skipped. A swan?! I knew that logo. The Carmichael’s crest. The same people whose names kept showing up on land deals, shell company reports, and the shadow trail Leo Moretti left behind.

"Cassie, are you okay? she looks genuinely worried, maybe she scared I'll screw up. I turn to look at her, that's when I notice the strange looks my way and I notice that I've been standing for a while now, I look around and see my folders scattered on the ground, so I bend to pick it up. Blinking repeatedly, I turn to look at him again, maybe it was a look alike but every fiber of my being told me it was him. Sure he was different, sharper, more controlled. His brown hair was perfectly styled, the tailored charcoal suit fit him like it was made for him. The easy smile I remembered was gone, in it's place stood a man carved from discipline and ice. "Mr Voss" I say with a little tremble in my

"Black SUVs just turned onto the wharf. They aren't the police." "Start the upload," Adrian rasped from the cot. He struggled to sit up, his hand clutching his side where a tube had been ripped out. "The world needs to see what the Voss blood really is. They need to see the monster my father tried to build." Case hit the final key. A progress bar appeared on the center screen. 0%... 5%... 12%... "It’s going to take ten minutes to bypass the corporate firewalls," Case said. "We have to hold the line until then."

Next to her car was Mitchell's black Mercedes G-class Wagon, followed by Yuriko's bronze Maserati MC20 and rounded up with Tanya's electric blue Aston Martin Valhalla. "I guess you're right, Oliver. QS Holdings has to step up its image." said Lorraine, in awe of her own McLaren. "Well then, shall we head to Metro Motors?" asked Oliver. "Absolutely. We have a meeting with Sharon..." replied Tanya. "... and a certain blood sucking tick to eliminate from OneMedia." added Yuriko. "Let's roll, team." said Mitchell.

A few spaces are empty, obviously currently out on rent. “Right this way,” Vance says, leading them down one of the rows. The morning sun catches the polished curves of the vehicles, casting sharp reflections. Marsh’s eyes dart around, scanning everything like the officer he is. Behind him, Halloway also takes in the surroundings. Finally, Vance slows as they reach a sleek, solitary Audi R8. Its black finish glints in the light… Just as John had described it, shiny black. Across from it, two other R8s sit idle under the faint shadow of a service canopy, possibly just undergoing repair or something, that will explain why it is neither of the two but the shiny one under the sun.

Whether it was more than ten million or one hundred million, he wouldn't dare to want it. In the end, he could not change Master Sebastian's mind, so he chose this car, which was the most low-profile one. People usually could not recognize it at all. Whenever they saw it, they would think that it was an ordinary car when, in fact, it was the highest-end model of the Waltzwagen and it was a full-size sedan. It was worth two million dollars. When Eevonne saw it, for example, she thought it was a car that was less than ten thousand dollars.

It still seemed far too extreme to be her reality. They crouched as they ran through a gate at the rear of the property, and she watched as Ethan threw the cover off of a vehicle parked along the street behind the house. It was a white van with a- “Is that a camping van?” she hissed. The logo on the side of the van looked slightly worn but unmistakably, it read Vale Camper Experiences on the side, along with a website and an outlandishly cheerful cartoon character standing atop a snowdrift. Ethan slid the door open and pushed his bag inside, nodding at her. She crawled into the van and waited while Fridrik followed, and then Ethan quietly shut the door and slid into the drivers seat.

Just one night to breathe before stepping back into the Voss machine. My car was still in the main house garage. Going there meant staff, questions, and the full performance of being home. I wasn’t ready. So I called Ethan. “Need your car for a few hours,” I told him. “Leave the keys at the gate.” “Yeah, sure. No problem,” he’d said. Easy. He never asked complicated questions. I picked up the keys and drove. Within twenty minutes, something felt wrong. A heaviness behind my eyes. A warmth spreading that had nothing to do with the heater. I noticed it immediately. I didn't lose control of my body. But by then it was too late. The world had already started tilting.

"Can you describe the van? License plate number? Any distinguishing features?" The witness hesitated, his brow furrowed in concentration. "It was a dark van...I think it was a Ford. I'm not sure about the license plate, but I remember it had tinted windows and a distinctive logo on the side." Devon and Rose exchanged a hopeful glance, their eyes locked on the screen as they waited for more information. Catherine continued to press the witness for details, her questions precise and calculated. As the interrogation continued, Devon felt a surge of determination. They were getting closer to finding Annabelle and Camille, and he could sense it.

"Fine.., Non sai cosa mi fai donna." "Thank you," I said as I leaned in to peck his cheek. My excitement was over the next level. Sin stood up from his seat, and I followed him. He opened a door leading to a parking lot filled with a lot of expensive cars like the Bugatti La Voiture Noire, Rolls-Royce Sweptail, Koenigsegg CCXR Trevita (2006 model), Lamborghini Veneno Roadster, McLaren P1 LM, Lykan Hypersport, Bugatti Veron Mansory Vivere LE, and Aston Martin Valkyrie Ferrari. Pininfarina, Sergio; Pagani Huayra BC. My eyes caught sight of a very beautiful leather Sheene bike, and I walked towards it in awe.