Urgent Request Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

“We may be small, but our noses are sharp. No matter how bad the storm gets, we’ll help you find her.” Hudson trailed behind them, a protective shadow over the pups, though his frustration was evident. Another missing person, and now two cubs in the mix—it was a mess. “What’s your sister’s name again?” he asked, exasperated. “You mean…” Holly blinked, “you’re not here to rescue Seraphina?”

Clicked it open, heart pounding like maybe this was finally something. The message was short. Too short. Subject: Job Offer: Urgent Dear Scarlett, We are in need of a nurse for 24/7 care for a terminally ill patient. The position is urgent and requires immediate attention. Due to confidentiality, further details will be provided upon acceptance. If you are interested, please reply immediately. Kind regards, Clientele.

Amanda: “Clara asked if you were still here. Wants a quick word.” Nathan stared at the message, annoyed. Then another one buzzed through. Unknown Number: We need to talk. Before this gets worse. —O His breath caught. Olivia.

The baby’s above you…’ We look back at the doorway to see that another banner has been let down and the previous banner is on the floor alongside a bullet. This one says, ‘I hear you’re looking for 500 billion. So pick. The bullet or the money?’

He murmured. "It's just that we don't have much time on our side right now, please try as much as possible to get this done quickly. Someone's life is at stake here.” I pleaded with him. "I understand, I'll try everything within my power too." He said and I nodded. "If that's all, I'll take my leave now.” He then stood up. “Yes. Thanks for coming. Please, if we may get a response tonight, that's how urgent this is." I said.

“As I say, we’d be super quick. In and out.” He glances at me and gives the tiniest of winks. I’d smile if I weren’t so transfixed with longing. A room. Oh God, we so need a room.… “Darling?” The woman leans over and nudges her husband. “These people want to borrow our room.” The husband sits up and stares at Ben, shading his eyes against the sun. He’s older than his wife and is doing The Times’s crossword. “Why on earth would you need to do that?”

The subject line read: Urgent Transfer Request: Hayes Enterprises Funds—Approval Needed. I clicked on the email, my heart racing. This wasn’t just a simple business transaction. The wording in the email suggested something far more nefarious, a movement of large sums of money to an account that didn’t belong to the company. It was signed off with an instruction for immediate approval, and the timestamp was just days before the scandal had broken.

Giving someone one day's notice was either an insult or something else entirely. "What's he playing at?" Trent asked. "That's what I'm trying to figure out." Brandon set his phone down. "The invitation was formal. All the right words. But the timing's off." "What kind of event?" "Some celebration. Anniversary of his pack's founding or something. But here's the thing—he specifically requested your presence. Used the word 'urgent' in the message."

They’re saying it’s urgent, and they specifically asked one thing. They want to know if anyone has been to the Bishop and Crane archive in the last twenty four hours.

There will be bruises. "Come on baby, you can do this" i said as I pecked her face. She pushed again... "one last time, one last time" the doctor said. Oh God. "Eros, when I push out this child promise me something" she looked at me with tired eyes. "What?" I asked her. Please don't ask for sex. Please don't ask for sex. "No more children" she said. Not possible. I'm going to have million of babies with this woman.