Alice Angel Phone Number Novels & Stories

“I don’t know how you aren’t half dead after that, Angel.” I’m tougher than I look,” I tell him. I’m not about to tell him anything more when I am still not 100% sure he isn’t the enemy. “Look. I’m undercover here and I’m risking a lot even talking to you now. Whatever you do, don’t give those locations away.” I nod my head at him and whisper, “I don’t even know the locations. My dad kept that close to his chest, not even trusting me with the information. Why are they so important?” The door opens and Mathias curses under his breath. “We’ll talk more later,” he whispers then back hands me and says loudly, “Watch your mouth, bitch, or I’ll cut your tongue out.” I would have laughed at his poo

Dolly provided him with a phone number After leaving the house, he called the number. No one answered the phone, which was sent to a recording. Thank you for calling Angel with Halos, please leave your name, number and a short message. Someone will call you back as soon as possible. Russell returned to the station and conducted a search for Engels with halos. The search revealed that the business address was identical to that of the hospital. Russell called Joe and asked if there was a ward at the hospital called Angel there with halos. Joe had never heard of it.

" Logan did the same thing to me" I confessed... " Really?". " But, not everyone is as brave as you... Alice". She blamed everything on being brave .. Some few moments later. . My phone rang and it was from a strange phonecall. I picked it up and it was from a lady " Am I talking to Alice?". She asked on the phone . " Yes"" " Who are you?". I asked.. And she replied.. " I'm Grace.... And I'd like to talk to you about Christopher?".

CHARITY* My phone wouldn't stop ringing as I drove as fast as I could to the given destination. I ignored the incessant ringing knowing who it was. The detective really has to wait. Answering his call could give away my location and I don't need him ruining my chance to actually meet Alice. His calls keep going into voicemails and they all played one after the other. Each one longer and more aggravating than the last. Boy! Was he angry. "Pick up the damn phone Charity! Where are you"

"Logan, I know you're still listening to me." "It's highly unlikely that you contacted me first. I decided to call you, let's meet one last time." Logan changed his sitting position to straighter with his hand on the spinning pen. "Where?" "You can decide, because I don't know Spanish very well." "Give me your cell phone number." "+41xxxxxxx897" Before Logan could answer, the phone rang, and then it disconnected. Maybe Angel had used a pay phone to reach him. But why? Logan looked at the phone screen, hesitant to call Angel back even though he already had her number.

Alicia wack Gabriel in the head and Micheal quickly ducked before the slap would reach him "Mom it's an emergency !! You could lecture us later !!! Give us the damn phone !! " Micheal spoke loudly getting a bit hysterical as he was getting an ominous feeling Alicia said no more but instead turned into the room and fished out her phone . But her eyes still held inquiry and query in them . Alright whatever . She could query them to no end after they've gotten to the root of the matter "Hello ?? " Gabriel spoke into the phone and eyed Micheal who looked uncomfortable for a reason no one knows

He will pay for every single harm he’s caused her. I snatch my phone from Alice’s hand and dialed the chief of police number. I walk to the corner to speak with him, I don’t want anyone to hear my conversation with him. Now that Brad has turned out to be a backstabber, I don’t trust any of my bodyguards. After speaking to the chief of police, I decide to go back into the living room to tell Alice not to freak out or tell anyone. The last thing I want right now is for the paparazzi to find out. Walking through the door I begin to speak "Alice I need you to" but trail mid-sentence when my gaze lands on Angelina. My brows furrow; how the hell did she get in?

"No way! What are we gonna do? We got no one to ask" "We still had one card left, Waen." Angelina look at her and slowly nodded. They immediately goes to the field and look for Margie, the inmate who secretly had a cellphone. Anyone who wanted to contact someone goes to her in exchange of money. 10 dollar for 5 minutes of call. "Just hurry okay?" Margie handed Calista the phone and slowly walked towards the back of the old wrecked table. "Why did you call?" Waen asked her. "Listen to me Waen, call Amber right now, asked her if she knows about Olivia and Allison" Waen was surprised.

Hitting an answer with a sigh, I laid back on the bed, preparing myself for the anger I was about to face. Fifteen minutes into trying to appease my Mother's anxiety and assure her I was ok, my phone beeped with another call from an unknown number. Apologising to my Mother, I put her on hold and took the call. "Ms Nakia," Nodding, hearing the gruff voice on the other end of the call, I realised he could not see me nod; I was about to confirm it was me when he started talking at me again. "I have been trying to get hold of you all morning; your apartment is ready. Alice told me you had arrived safely, so if you would like to pick up the keys?" Quickly making arrangements to collect the keys,

she explained, her voice trembling slightly. Alisha's heart sank. She knew this late-night summoning couldn't mean anything good. "Alright, give me the phone," she replied, her voice steady despite her growing apprehension. The maid handed Alisha the phone, and Alisha took a deep breath before answering. She knew she had to brace herself for whatever Alice had to say. "Hello?" Alisha said, her voice echoing slightly in the quiet room. "Angel," Alice's voice came through the line, smooth and calculated. "I hope I didn't disturb you too much."