Maria and Vinca were at the market because she was tired of Vinca pestering her. She complained of being cooped up in the house and begged to accompany Maria.As Maria was picking up tomatoes, Vinca wandered off in such of cherries and apples. She wanted to make apple pies and cherry cake for dessert. She needed ripe red apples for the pie, so she went further into the market, where there were fewer people.Before she knew it, someone covered her face with a handkerchief and she passed out. Rough hands quickly bundled her out of the market through the back exit and dumped her into a waiting pickup truck. The back of the truck was covered with a tarpaulin and sped off."We have her boss, what do we do?" a man spoke into the phone."I am sending you the location; just make sure that you don't get caught", came the reply.The three men celebrated in the truck. They envisioned the money they were going to be paid on completion of this mission.The driver, humming to himself, thought of ho
With trembling hands, she tried zipping her slacks only for the man to pounce on her, felling her down. He was already spreading her legs and fighting to remove her slacks when she came out of shock.Screaming, she started scratching his face while he unzipped his trousers. With one swoop, he ripped open her slacks and panties. He tried to position his member while pinning the lady down, forcing her legs apart when he felt a sharp pain on his nape and passed out.Removing his overcoat, the driver helped Vinca up. She was shaking so much, she couldn't stand on her own as her knees had turned to jelly.Just thinking of what might have happened to her, she burst into tears, her heart racing like it would pop out of her mouth. He placed the coat on her shoulders and led her back to the truck.The leader kicked the third man hard on the chest and he flew, hitting a nearby tree. He then went ahead and started pounding on his face. He couldn't believe that this nincompoop had almost cost the
"Show me the security footage of the last two hours" Frost felt like a cyclone was raging inside him. Every minute wasted meant Vinca was in more danger.Scrutinizing the footage, they saw Vinca picking apples. As she walked back, she was accosted by two men in a deserted aisle. One of them placed a handkerchief on her face and she collapsed. The two men then carried her out through the back exit.Leo asked the technician to freeze the goons' faces and print them. He then gave them to security personnel to make more copies. They would be distributed all over town. In the meantime, he contacted all media houses. Taking a laptop, he sent the photos to the media asking for this to be made priority news. The police had arrived by then to take a statement.The sergeant looked at the photos and pointed at one. "This guy is a wanted criminal. He keeps escaping our snares every time. This other one is not on our database. He must be an amateur, just look at how he is panicking."Frost looked
Tom held a glass of cognac, swirling it in his hands. On his face was a regretful look. Men rarely know how to comfort each other so Mr. V just let him take his time.Taking a drag on his cigarette, he rose to get a refill for himself. It was only 3 pm but they were already on their third refill. Since his friend seemed to have a lot on his mind, he had cleared his afternoon for him."Why did I make a wrong judgment back then? My son is now an influential businessman but he wants nothing to do with me" he said, sorrow carrying his voice."Tom, he is your son and you are the only living relative that he has. Why don't you meet with him and just explain yourself as you did right now?"Tom sighed heavily and rose from his seat. He paced up and down the office length, wishing to turn back the hands of time. He had accused him without listening to his explanation or thinking things through.Going through that fateful morning, he wondered why he was so blinded that he didn't see the loophol
They had been on the road for five hours now. The goon stuffed at the back of the truck had long passed out. The other two drove silently each in his own thoughts. The scene from earlier aroused emotions that were not there when they first started the job.Now both of them thought of how they could have a go at her after their boss was done. After all, they knew that there was no possibility of the prisoner coming out of this alive.The driver turned on the radio. "News just reaching us is that the truck was last seen at Shan's gas station. The identity of the kidnappers has been confirmed by the gas station attendant. Any leads will be appreciated".They both jolted up in shock. *****Vinca's mother held her chest like she was in so much pain. She couldn't understand the bad luck that kept following her daughter. Just when she thought that all was well and they would meet up again, her daughter got kidnapped. Her heart couldn't take it anymore.Her husband held her hand to soothe h
Frost threw the glass he had in his to the wall smashing it to smithereens. The whole room froze and not a sound was heard."How can she disappear into thin air? What about the lead that Storm had in Nice, what became of it?" He was so angry that there was no controlling him.He was like a raging bull and he felt like he was about to explode. If he didn't get answers soon, he was going to tear down the whole country until he found her.Trying to calm himself down, he left the house and went to the garden. This was the place that Vinca loved the most in the whole estate. She was mesmerized by flowers, especially pink ones.He found himself moving towards the lilies that she had added to the garden collection. He squatted and caressed a petal. He had to find her. He must find her no matter what it takes."Boss, we got a lead" one of his men came running, looking for him.The army assembled and headed to the airport. He didn't believe Storm came through. When he requested to work for him
Vinca's father had booked the presidential suite at the STANFORD HOTEL. He had just landed and went straight to the hotel. Getting his phone, he called Fortlink Enterprise Corporation but was told that the CEO was out of town. What was he to do now? He had come to look for his daughter and he wasn't leaving without her. It was Mr. V's tradition to welcome every visitor who stayed in the presidential suite. As long as they felt welcomed and honoured, the guests would feel obligated to stay at his hotel whenever they were in town. He was a businessman so he knew establishing contacts was the best way to keep a business going.A waiter knocked on the door and as Harris Chase opened the door, a trolley was wheeled in."Welcome to Stanford, please accept our complimentary champagne." Mr. V said as he bowed in salutation. The two men hit it off immediately and soon Harris was relaxed in his host's presence."I am here to look for my daughter. She had been kidnapped early today and I need
He screamed, dropping the gun and knife, and lunged for her. Giving her a backhanded slap, he slammed her down and forced her legs apart. Her ears were ringing from the pain as she felt him position himself between her legs. She stretched her hands for a weapon, anything that she could get her hand on. Getting a hold of the gun, she didn't hesitate. She aimed it at his chest and pulled the trigger.Sammy, who was outside, heard a gunshot and came running back. He just hoped his stupid brother hadn't killed her before he could have some fun.Busting into the shed, he saw his brother sprawled on top of her. Blood was sipping on the floor but he couldn't tell who had been shot. He ran to lift his brother only to find him lifeless with a wound on his chest.Kicking the gun out of Vinca's hand, he cradled his brother in his hands and wailed like a madman. "You killed my brother, you bitch", he yelled at her.Vinca took a deep breath, her insides hurting like hell. She then stood up, stead
Frost was out with his men combing the exit where the truck was last seen. They moved stealthy, camouflaged in army gear. He had about two hundred men on foot with the help of the local police, scattered across the region in the search party.As they moved, they kept in constant communication through their radios. He kept hoping against hope that they would find her soon.Storm was leading another team from the opposite direction of the exit so that the two teams would meet at a certain point.Vinca was done crying. The filthy bastards could do whatever they wanted with her and then kill her. Her reputation wouldn't matter if she was dead anyway. She closed her eyes and wished for death to come quickly.****Storm and his men had found the truck in a field. It was covered with branches to make it look like an overgrown bush. Though it was dark, his trained eyes had noticed that the bush had a weird shape so they moved closer to it.Each of them had powerful rechargeable flashlights w
He screamed, dropping the gun and knife, and lunged for her. Giving her a backhanded slap, he slammed her down and forced her legs apart. Her ears were ringing from the pain as she felt him position himself between her legs. She stretched her hands for a weapon, anything that she could get her hand on. Getting a hold of the gun, she didn't hesitate. She aimed it at his chest and pulled the trigger.Sammy, who was outside, heard a gunshot and came running back. He just hoped his stupid brother hadn't killed her before he could have some fun.Busting into the shed, he saw his brother sprawled on top of her. Blood was sipping on the floor but he couldn't tell who had been shot. He ran to lift his brother only to find him lifeless with a wound on his chest.Kicking the gun out of Vinca's hand, he cradled his brother in his hands and wailed like a madman. "You killed my brother, you bitch", he yelled at her.Vinca took a deep breath, her insides hurting like hell. She then stood up, stead
Vinca's father had booked the presidential suite at the STANFORD HOTEL. He had just landed and went straight to the hotel. Getting his phone, he called Fortlink Enterprise Corporation but was told that the CEO was out of town. What was he to do now? He had come to look for his daughter and he wasn't leaving without her. It was Mr. V's tradition to welcome every visitor who stayed in the presidential suite. As long as they felt welcomed and honoured, the guests would feel obligated to stay at his hotel whenever they were in town. He was a businessman so he knew establishing contacts was the best way to keep a business going.A waiter knocked on the door and as Harris Chase opened the door, a trolley was wheeled in."Welcome to Stanford, please accept our complimentary champagne." Mr. V said as he bowed in salutation. The two men hit it off immediately and soon Harris was relaxed in his host's presence."I am here to look for my daughter. She had been kidnapped early today and I need
Frost threw the glass he had in his to the wall smashing it to smithereens. The whole room froze and not a sound was heard."How can she disappear into thin air? What about the lead that Storm had in Nice, what became of it?" He was so angry that there was no controlling him.He was like a raging bull and he felt like he was about to explode. If he didn't get answers soon, he was going to tear down the whole country until he found her.Trying to calm himself down, he left the house and went to the garden. This was the place that Vinca loved the most in the whole estate. She was mesmerized by flowers, especially pink ones.He found himself moving towards the lilies that she had added to the garden collection. He squatted and caressed a petal. He had to find her. He must find her no matter what it takes."Boss, we got a lead" one of his men came running, looking for him.The army assembled and headed to the airport. He didn't believe Storm came through. When he requested to work for him
They had been on the road for five hours now. The goon stuffed at the back of the truck had long passed out. The other two drove silently each in his own thoughts. The scene from earlier aroused emotions that were not there when they first started the job.Now both of them thought of how they could have a go at her after their boss was done. After all, they knew that there was no possibility of the prisoner coming out of this alive.The driver turned on the radio. "News just reaching us is that the truck was last seen at Shan's gas station. The identity of the kidnappers has been confirmed by the gas station attendant. Any leads will be appreciated".They both jolted up in shock. *****Vinca's mother held her chest like she was in so much pain. She couldn't understand the bad luck that kept following her daughter. Just when she thought that all was well and they would meet up again, her daughter got kidnapped. Her heart couldn't take it anymore.Her husband held her hand to soothe h
Tom held a glass of cognac, swirling it in his hands. On his face was a regretful look. Men rarely know how to comfort each other so Mr. V just let him take his time.Taking a drag on his cigarette, he rose to get a refill for himself. It was only 3 pm but they were already on their third refill. Since his friend seemed to have a lot on his mind, he had cleared his afternoon for him."Why did I make a wrong judgment back then? My son is now an influential businessman but he wants nothing to do with me" he said, sorrow carrying his voice."Tom, he is your son and you are the only living relative that he has. Why don't you meet with him and just explain yourself as you did right now?"Tom sighed heavily and rose from his seat. He paced up and down the office length, wishing to turn back the hands of time. He had accused him without listening to his explanation or thinking things through.Going through that fateful morning, he wondered why he was so blinded that he didn't see the loophol
"Show me the security footage of the last two hours" Frost felt like a cyclone was raging inside him. Every minute wasted meant Vinca was in more danger.Scrutinizing the footage, they saw Vinca picking apples. As she walked back, she was accosted by two men in a deserted aisle. One of them placed a handkerchief on her face and she collapsed. The two men then carried her out through the back exit.Leo asked the technician to freeze the goons' faces and print them. He then gave them to security personnel to make more copies. They would be distributed all over town. In the meantime, he contacted all media houses. Taking a laptop, he sent the photos to the media asking for this to be made priority news. The police had arrived by then to take a statement.The sergeant looked at the photos and pointed at one. "This guy is a wanted criminal. He keeps escaping our snares every time. This other one is not on our database. He must be an amateur, just look at how he is panicking."Frost looked
With trembling hands, she tried zipping her slacks only for the man to pounce on her, felling her down. He was already spreading her legs and fighting to remove her slacks when she came out of shock.Screaming, she started scratching his face while he unzipped his trousers. With one swoop, he ripped open her slacks and panties. He tried to position his member while pinning the lady down, forcing her legs apart when he felt a sharp pain on his nape and passed out.Removing his overcoat, the driver helped Vinca up. She was shaking so much, she couldn't stand on her own as her knees had turned to jelly.Just thinking of what might have happened to her, she burst into tears, her heart racing like it would pop out of her mouth. He placed the coat on her shoulders and led her back to the truck.The leader kicked the third man hard on the chest and he flew, hitting a nearby tree. He then went ahead and started pounding on his face. He couldn't believe that this nincompoop had almost cost the
Maria and Vinca were at the market because she was tired of Vinca pestering her. She complained of being cooped up in the house and begged to accompany Maria.As Maria was picking up tomatoes, Vinca wandered off in such of cherries and apples. She wanted to make apple pies and cherry cake for dessert. She needed ripe red apples for the pie, so she went further into the market, where there were fewer people.Before she knew it, someone covered her face with a handkerchief and she passed out. Rough hands quickly bundled her out of the market through the back exit and dumped her into a waiting pickup truck. The back of the truck was covered with a tarpaulin and sped off."We have her boss, what do we do?" a man spoke into the phone."I am sending you the location; just make sure that you don't get caught", came the reply.The three men celebrated in the truck. They envisioned the money they were going to be paid on completion of this mission.The driver, humming to himself, thought of ho