Victor’s POV
The caller ID on Daisy’s phone told me it was the unknown caller. Hopefully, they will speak to me this time. I touched accept and then speaker.
“Hello,” I said. “Who is this?”
A creepy, electronically altered voice answered. “I’m the person who’s going to enjoy spending your fifty million dollars, or I’ll record the world’s greatest snuff film and send you a copy.”
“Before I put together those funds, I want proof that you haven’t already made that film,” I insisted.
I needed to be sure my love hadn't been harmed. Money meant nothing to me compared with her life.
“I’ll let you talk to her tomorrow at this time,” the voice said. “Then you’ll pay up, or Daisy is dead.”
The line went dead.
“Who was that?” Benson said. “He’s positively evil.”
“He is evil,” Alex said. “The
