#Scene: a well-dressed man working at a desk in an office with floor-to-ceiling glass and a view of the city.
[phone rings twice before he picks up the receiver]
Man: Ken White, general #counsel.
[pause]
Man: Hello? Is anyone there?
[Someone responds. The voice is obviously electronically disguised, but sounds male. He speaks ominously.]
Caller: We have her.
Man: What? Who has who?
Caller: ... We have your wife.
Man: Is this a joke? Who is this?
Caller: This is the guy who has your wife. She didn't make it to work this morning.
Man: What? Why?
[Man picks up his cell phone and starts texting his wife. He sends "Everything ok?"]
Caller: She's fine, and you can help keep her that way.
Man: What are you talking about?
[Phone dings with a reply text. It just says "I told you we have her."]
Caller: Ransom, Mr. White. I know exactly what you're worth, and you're going to follow my instructions and send it all to me.
[White looks scared and horrified]
Man: You #kidnapped my wife? For #ransom?
Caller: Yes, Mr. White.
[pause]
Man: You don't know what you've done - I'm glad I'm not in your shoes. Good luck!
[White hangs up]
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Thus starts an escape-and-revenge #action #movie with a 40-ish suburban woman as victim-turned-predator, who takes down every one of the #perps herself, messily and with great enjoyment. Think "Atomic Blonde"-grade kick-assery without the spy pretensions.
[With apologies to @Popehat ...]
#FemaleActionHero