Ransom Unscramble Novels & Stories

Brian said in irritation. “What son?” Brian’s abductor asked. “That… that son term… you can’t use that… I am not your son” Brian complained like a child. “Oh dear… you never change. I am glad you never change” Brian’s abductor chuckled in satisfaction. Brian’s abductor took Brian inside and untied his hands. “Why did you untie me?” Brian asked rubbing his sore hands. “Because I know you are going nowhere. You are hungry? I can make some sandwiches” Brian’s abductor was looking for something in the mess he calls kitchen.

There was a glimmer of something dangerous in his eyes, he seemed more relaxed, the tension in his jaw had slackened and his grin had widened, he stared down at his hand for a moment, onto his ring finger, unbridled by any woman. There wasn't a being on this earth that could tie down Warren Astor. "So tell me, Miss Ellis, do you have my money?" "No- but I-" He brushed off my words, "Yes, you told me you would have it tomorrow. But I'm afraid my patience has run out." He stood straighter, reaching into his pocket, "Which means you must repay me today in another way," I flushed and I didn't know what had overcome me but my tongue was tired of being bitten back, "I will not do anything-"

“After I broke up with you. I got so angry, I thought you didn't love me that much. I didn't even think straight but thought being a rogue could actually be the answer. I wanted to wreck my life totally and then agreeing to Raphael's offer was what I could do. He made me a rogue by bonding Chelsea and I but I knew it didn't work the way he expected because after rejecting you, I was supposed to be disconnected from you but I was still connected to you”

He bent closer, inspecting the bomb without touching the wrong parts. After a moment, his brows furrowed. His fingers traced lightly over the device, careful not to disturb it. “It’s encrypted,” Rowan muttered, his voice grim. “Not a normal trigger. This unlocks with a code… or an answer.” Nia whimpered, biting back sobs, her whole body quivering under his touch. Rowan glanced up at Darius. “It’s like a riddle. We need the riddle first, then the answer. Without it, this won’t budge.”

The freezing air of the 28th-floor server room felt like needles against Clara’s skin. Her fingers hovered over the mechanical keyboard, the blinking prompt demanding the final cryptographic sequence: 1792.08.14.ROSSI.CRUSH. ​Once entered, the unredacted files would flood the Department of Justice. The response would be instantaneous, heavy, and irreversible.

"I don't understand, Ryan, I really don't. He is naming off rogues that we've sent out to be killed and…" We meet each other's glares in utter frustration and painful realization. "She was taken by rogues?!" I scream. Fritz waves me off, trying to subdue my anger but it only makes my throat hotter in rage. "You can't jump to any conclusions, we know nothing for sure, Ryan, but we will have to settle for the fact that we may have a ransom to pay here." I take back the scroll, Fritz pointing to the bottom where I must have missed the last line, too angry in the moment to catch the words.

“What do they mean?” “They’re anagrams,” Sasha explained. “Jumbled words. If you notice, there’s a different color of Everlite crystal behind each letter. You activated them when you passed in front of them through the ice ramps. If you apply a sequence to the colors, say white-blue-brown, other words are formed.” “I see. They’re the colors of the three clans except Vulcanus.” “Precisely. So, white-blue-brown-white-blue-brown turns the first word from ‘SWORD’ to ‘WORDS’. The same pattern changes the third word from ‘PARTS’ to ‘TRAPS’.”

When all others were agreeing upon her suggestion, Rudha was flabbergasted. "Wtf?! Just like that? I mean I had dug efforts in kidnapping her. Let's ask for some ransom atleast." Rudha tried to make his point understand through. They all looked at him as if he had gone insane. Some even let out sarcastic laughters at his words. "Ransom?" One of them mocked, "From him?" They all chuckled. "That rich army brat won't spend a penny on us. Infact, he will make us pennyless for kidnapping his family."

He could be seen in his slouchy posture while slowly picked up all the papers on the ground. Loki almost shocked, and sweat, even had a tinge of guilt, whether she would help him or not. She sighed, and went to the man who picked up all the files. Loki apologized and helped him picked up all the papers while she immediately closed her eyes and apologized again for what happened but after she opened her eyes, and held one of the papers. Loki saw a few letters name of a man "N, A, and O". It is shown, Nao is a listed on the certificate who won a game infamous Dark PVP.

Sell controlling shares, liquidate investments, gut our operations. The company dies but we might save the children." "Do it. I don't care about the company-" "Wait," Blake interrupted. "Before we destroy the family business, let me investigate the ransom sender further. Something doesn't add up about the demands." Over the next forty-eight hours, Blake worked with international intelligence to trace the ransom communications. What he found was disturbing. "The ransom sender isn't from the Volkov family," Blake revealed. "They're claiming to be, but the