Sagot :
Réponse :THE KIDNAPPING
There was no return address on the enveloppe, which was a little weird, because Americans always do that. Already, I was slightly uneasy. Even more so when I saw my name and address, it looked like it had been done by someone who’d just learned to write. ( Or more likely, the old-writing-with-your-left-hand-todisguise-your-handwriting trick. Wouldn’t it have been easier to type the damn thing?) The sensible woman wouldn’t have opened it […] But, apart from a short period between the ages of twenty-nine and thirty, when had I ever been sensible? So I opened it. New Beginnings, Marian Keyes (2005)
In the enveloppe there was a letter and a photo. On the letter there was a blood stain. The letter was written with a newpaper. It was a demand of ransom : my daughter had been kidnapped !! However there was no meeting place but the author of the letter left only 48 hours to find forty thousands pesos. I was panicked so I decided to call my daughter’s boyfriend. He didn't answer. I was really terrified. I sat down to think about the situation. I thought of my past I when I was in the mafia. A long time ago, I had a boyfriend who was in the mafia. We had a child but I was out of his life before he could put me and my daughter in danger .
Next, I went to see an old friend who was in the mafia. SI explained the situation and showed the letter and the photo. My friend decided to help me. A few hours later, we had more information : it was a riddle which said « the number of the street is a sum of 2 numerals that are equal to 14 and a subtraction of 2 numerals are two. In the street there is a castle. It’s a street you know very well.» After long minutes of reflection, I thought of a street where there was a castle and where I used to go with my ex husband. It was a street of Cundinamarca in Bogota where Castillo Marroquin was located. I decided to go there with my old friend in order to find my daughter. The problem was that I didn’t have the money to pay for the ransom. How to save my daughter without the money ? I was desperate. At the castle entrance there were two men, bodyguards, who were protecting the door of the castle. I remembered a cellar which had an access to a room inside the castle. I began to look for my daughter. I entered the bedroom and saw my daughter attached to a chair. Behind me, my ex husband appeared. The girl jumped with fright because he wad holding a gun. He shot and I avoided the first bullet. I was against the wall, he threatened to shoot me. I called discreetly my friend who was in the castle, and told him where I was. My friend joined without a noise and came behind my ex husband. He took him by the neck and he knocked him out. I freed my daughter and ran away with her. Meanwhile, my friend put the corpse of my ex-husband on the chair, he tied it and called the police. The police arrived and found drugs in a chest of drawers. My ex-husband was arrested and my daughter I were saved.
Explications :
C'EST UN TEXTE QUE MA SOEUR AVAIT ECRIS IL Y A 2 ANS , VOILA ..
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