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Only one man stood at the midway point of the bridge. As Patricia approached with the rolling cooler she started to sweat.
“Where’s the money,” said the kidnapper?
“Where’s Henry? I want proof he’s alive,” said Patricia.
The kidnapper handed Patricia an iPhone. “Hit redial.”
The call picked up on the first ring. Seconds later came Henry’s hoarse voice, “Hello.”
“Henry, don’t worry….,” the call dropped.
“The money’s in the cooler,” said Patricia.
A van speed up the bridge. Tires squealed, the door opened and Henry dropped out of the van. As Henry and Patricia embraced, two gunshots rang out.
Oh no! That’s not playing fair. I didn’t expect that ending – very good.
Thank you, glad you enjoyed it.
OMG..hope they missed!
Professional’s rarely miss. Thanks for reading.
I so hoped for a good ending that I’m thinking that there was a police back-up team at the transfer, which has now shot the kidnappers!! Thank you for a great read! Alex
Nice idea about a backup team. Thanks for reading.
Kidnappers don’t play fair!!!!
All they were interested in was money.
Dear Cole, You wrote this so good! I love it and it’s scary – my gosh, there’s no honor among kidnappers anymore. She paid the money and then two gunshots rang out. Not fair! Good job with the prompt! Nan 🙂
Thanks, they should’ve been left alone.
No, no, no…you can’t play like that. No cliffhangers allowed in FF. Very entertaining story.
Your comment made me laugh. Thanks, I needed it today.
Great write. You fit so much in! I was hoping it was the kidnappers who got shot. Wa ha ha…
They didn’t want to take the chance on witnesses. Thanks for reading.