روايات وقصص ضمن Ransom

Maybe Ethan was about to request for a ransom a billion dollar and an island on his name. "670, dash, one, underscore, zero. That's the password," Ethan said. "It changes every time." Chris punched in the characters. The box clicked open. "You see what's inside?" Ethan asked. Liam didn't want to look in yet. So he raised his brows at Chris in asking. Chris was shaking his head, his forehead filled with ridges of distress. "This isn't at all good, boss," he said.

"Really worried, obviously. His daughter is missing" Kimberly nodded. She wanted to ask more questions, but lack of sleep made her fuzzy. "There was a ransom" she said. He nodded. "Fourty million" Kimberly felt her head start to swim. "That much, huh" She crossed to the bed and sank down onto the mattress. "Was it paid?" she asked. "It would have been" Asher replied. He glanced at his watch. "In about two hours. I put in a call to have it intercepted. I will be returning the money to your father when I take you back to him.

she asked when she didn’t feel shaken up like before. “Err… five days? I think” he said and with a shrugged. “You think?” she raised an eyebrow at him. “I think five or six days ago, not really sure” he let out nervous laughter but she still had a frown on her face. “What did they say?” she asked. “They asked for a ransom” he answered and she frowned. “How much?” “3.2 billion” “Naira or kobo?” she asked to be sure. “Haba, naira na” he said and she let out a sigh.

I walked to the wardrobe and, almost mindlessly, brought out a black dress for me to wear as I lost my focus. Buzz, zzz, my phone rang: the babes on the screen. Drew. I picked it up in an instant. "Hello, baby," I told him to try and sound normal. "My love, they're asking for ransom," he said tonelessly, worried and concerned. "Ransom? How? Why?" I asked, trying to clear my mind as I was flooded with a million questions. "I don't know, they are asking for a ransom of about $30k," he said, breaking down in emotions adding to the already growing crisis. This is serious, I swole up and start feeling

JACKSON'S POV: "The kidnappers asked for a one million dollar ransom; that's what they took from my baby Rose," Jackson pretendfully explained. "Oh really," Stuart exclaimed. "Yes, Stuart, he is right; he isn't lying; it was a wholesome million-dollar ransom," I concluded convincingly to Stuart.

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.”

Viktoria’s POV I woke up feeling the cold water swirling around me and quickly got out. A warm bed was what I needed since I felt as if I had run through a gauntlet today. If Fynn was planning on keeping me here only for a week, I wondered exactly what they were trying to accomplish. They clearly hadn’t requested a ransom. If they did, there wouldn’t be a time limit on my stay. I fell asleep with images of young wolves shifting. When I woke up, Fynn was standing beside my bed with breakfast and I burst out laughing.

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.”

It was like witnessing a storm brewing, powerful and intense, yet I was powerless to stop it or intervene, forced to watch it destroy all in its path. "Ransom? The word echoed in my mind, sending shivers down my spine. "How could I be the ransom? What does that even mean?" Memories flooded back to me – the way Ryan had looked at me back at the penthouse when he had choked me, his eyes filled with a mixture of longing and something darker, something sinister. I tore my gaze away from Matteo and Wyatt, both of whom seemed to be on the verge of exploding, and I honestly didn't have the energy for them right now. I had done nothing

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