Ransom Novels & Stories

Richard replied, his lips turning up on the corners. Alan couldn’t see the smile but the tone of voice Richard used sent a chill up his spine. He turned around, raising his brow. “I’m sure they’re out having a smoke or a snack.” Richard shrugged, “Maybe. Maybe they’ve been teleported to another plane of existence.” Alan resisted the urge to growl. He kept his face smooth and unreadable. “Why would someone zap them to another plane?” “Ransom.” Richard chuckled. “You know how it works. Right? Someone has something someone else wants so they kidnap someone until the debt is paid.”

She said Okay, I was going to humor her "Okay, what does she need my help with? Money? An apartment?" I asked "Ransom." She said I went silent, ransom?? "What?" I asked "He took her...he took her and he says you need to pay or he'll kill her " she sobbed silently Kill??? My heart raced, just hearing the word kill and Hanna made my stomach churn. "Faith, calm down and explain what's going on." I said

I grabbed it with shaking hands and turned on the screen. A new message. I read it aloud, my voice hollow. "Instructions for ransom drop. Tomorrow morning. 6 AM. Griffith Park, east side hiking trail. Vanessa Lancaster brings the money. ALONE. No police. No husband. No Sebastian. Just Vanessa. If anyone else shows up, both children die. If we see surveillance, both children die. If Vanessa doesn't come alone, both children die. You have 8 hours." I looked up at Vanessa, and I saw the terror in her eyes.

I cheered him aiming to keep his confidence high so that he could hack those dam security cameras. Currently, we both are in my car which is parked away from those dam camera's range. Graham is known best hacker from our college times since he got some good skills in computer language. So, I didn't mind asking him a favour and utilizing this skill of his here. " It is still hard for me to speculate that she is alive with your babies. You truly got a good and strong horoscope that is why you win the lost battle. you know what I am happy for you that she is alive but poor her you found her.

Blair grabbed her phone. "What do I say to buy time?" "What's the ransom amount for Keira?" Rogers knew the Wystovian team wouldn't share that information. "10 million for Keira." Roman was the one to answer. Rogers whistled. "Tell them you're working on securing the funds but need proof they're still unharmed before proceeding," Rogers instructed. "Banking hours, liquidating stocks, transfer limits, they are all reasonable delays they'll expect from someone trying to gather ten million dollars."

Just when it seems like they're about to be overwhelmed, something unexpected happens. Just when all hope seems lost, the company is hit by a ransomware attack. This attack encrypts all of the company's data, rendering it inaccessible. The company is in chaos, and it's clear that they're not prepared for this kind of attack. This gives Samantha and Andrew the opening they need.

“Do not worry, such a day will never come.” With a wave of the hand from Thomas, Aries turned around and left. Several accountants were called over. They sat on the other side of the long table and faced the Gomez family’s accountant. Thomas followed up and said, “Sterling Technology wants a settlement of fifty-one billion and six hundred million dollars as a ‘ransom’ right now as a prerequisite for us to be free. Settle the accounts with the Gomez family.” “Yes, sir,” the accountants replied efficiently. The financial department of the two companies began the transaction immediately.

"Your fiancée is with us. Don't call the police, or she dies. Ransom: $300,000,000. You have twelve hours. Fail, and you'll never see her again." "What the hell is this?" My fingers trembled around the phone as the air thinned to crisp. Every breath hurt, and the panic clawing at my chest intensified the more I tried to make sense of the message. Three hundred million? Twelve hours? Where the hell was I supposed to get that kind of money?

As if my suffering meant nothing to her. I swallowed down the lump in my throat and forced myself to meet her gaze. “What do you want?” My voice was hoarse from exhaustion, from the hours of fear that had clawed at my throat. Karen let out a slow, dramatic sigh, crossing her arms as she stepped further into the room. “I thought you’d like an update.” An update? The casualness of her tone sent a wave of rage through me. She continued, her voice disturbingly calm. “The ransom demand has been made. It’s only a matter of time before they pay up.”

I mean we were not criminals initially, we were only consumed by the spirit of vengeance which beclouded our reasoning. But still, we couldn't rush. We needed a ransom that was worth it so we needed to give it time, to think deeply about our demand. I slammed my fingers against the table, my head boiling with thousands of thoughts. “I understand your concern, sweetheart. But we need to decide on the ransom as well." Carmella slumped heavily on the couch, her hand ran through her hair amidst silent moan. I continued, "You know money is too basic and useless. I mean Amelia can get millions wired in minutes and that wouldn't hurt