Kidnapped - Sex Stories

Kidnapped

... unhappily. "Who authorized that?"

The young woman searched through her file to come up with the documentation. "You and your husband both signed the transfer forms."

"Oh no I damned well didn't. Show me the paperwork."

She fished through the files and dragged out the forms. "That's not my signature." I gasped. "Good god, even I can see that. You must keep a specimen of my signature on file?"

"Yes, give me a moment. Again another search, and it was her turn to gasp. "Oh shit." She spluttered."

"Oh shit's right. I think you had better get your manager."

It was a brief chat, he only had to hold the signatures side by side to see it wasn't mine.

"I'm terribly sorry Mr's Knap. Your husbands signature appears legitimate."

"Where was the money transferred to?"

"It appears the money has been transferred into a sole account under his name."

"Okay then. I want that account frozen immediately. I did not authorize the transaction. I shall be speaking with the police."

"I'm sorry, but you do not have authority to freeze his account."

"Don't be an idiot. You can see he fraudulently transferred the money."

"Yes, but it is only your word against his."

Angry, I called the police. The manager rushing away to contact his hierarchy and decide on a plan. Thankfully, the police arrived quickly. It took only minutes for them to arrange for Grants new account to be frozen.

"You idiot." I screamed into my phone, while I walked up the street. "What in ...

... gods name were you thinking?"

"I did it as protection. After you gave your supposed kidnappers your bank details. I felt I had to do something."

"Liar. I checked the dates. The transfer took place two days prior to that conversation."

"I was only protecting our assets."

"Like hell. I have laid a formal complaint with the police. You can expect a visit from the FBI. There was close to one hundred thousand dollars in that account, and more than half of it came from the sale of my parents assets."

"Jesus, Sasha. Why didn't you just talk to me?"

"Because after your recent behavior. I don't trust you."

"I was only acting in our best interests."

"Your best interests more like. As I said, I have spoken to the police, who shoveled me onto the FBI. That account is now frozen. You will I expect be getting a visit any moment."

"Fuck you Sasha, you malicious fucking bitch."

"Yeah, well guess where I'm going now Grant?"

"What are you doing Sasha?"

"I'm going to your parents to explain to them our actions. I'll be taking all the evidence as well."

"Oh for... "Don't do it Sasha, I'm begging you. Just wait until I get home. We can discuss this rationally."

"Nope, sorry Grant. You had your chance. Now it's my turn." Elation flooded me as I disconnected the call. I floated the rest of the way.

*****

Esme, greeted me with a warm hug. "Come in dear. Let me take your coat."

As we walked through into the living area. Howard saw me and joined Esme in ...