Romans & histoires Finding Frankie Henry Hotline

Every day there are famous people coming to buy chestnuts, every time I pass here, I see a long line. Fiona also went to line up, intending to buy a takeaway bag for Paul Henry tasting. Queuing up for a moment, the phone rings Fiona sounded, it was a strange number, province G. The only person who can call her from G province is the Frank family, but these people except Clara Frank and Alice Frank Willing to call her, the rest of the Frank family will not contact her. And the phone numbers of the Frank sisters she had saved, it was clear that this number was not theirs.

“There’s no need to do so.” Henry rejected her offer as he stared at her calmly. “I won’t be going anywhere. I’m staying here. I want to wait for Franky’s return.” “You…” Tammy met his gaze, and confusion flooded her mind. She looked straight into his eyes and asked, “Did you send Franky to rescue Sienna Newton or did he go there on his own accord?” “Why are you asking me that?” Henry asked in a light tone as his piercing eyes gleamed darkly.

Enzo asked me. "Now we're going to track down his friends, Enzo," I replied as we got back in the car. I called Fred first, who knew nothing about Henry and said Melissa hadn't come home yet. Then I called Rick, who also didn't know about Henry. I called Alexander, and he said Henry hadn't shown up to see the kids in two days. Then I called Patrick, but he didn't answer. I called Flavian, and he knew nothing. Then I called Patrick again, and he didn't answer, just like Virginia.

Fortunately, it was early enough in the day so that I would be able to deal with the police and still have time to get ready for mom’s party. I searched the recesses of my shoulder bag for Jim Bullock’s card. Instead of putting it into my wallet or some other organized place, I’d tossed it carelessly into my open bag without another thought. It was so hard to believe that it had not even been twenty-four hours since I’d viewed Frank’s body at the morgue. Jim had written his private cell phone number on the back of his card. I dialed it. He answered on the first ring.

I immediately pulled my phone and typed the number in before I forget it, I walked further away from her room and dialed the number, I placed the phone to my ear, one ring, two rings and whoever was on the other side opened the call but said nothing. "Hello," I said, one second only after I talked, whoever was on the other end, hung up right away. I pulled the phone away and stared at the screen. A hundred thought tumbled through my mind and I couldn't even guess who it could be but the bad feeling that rose at the pit of my stomach made me suspicious. So I sent the number to Jeremy, he is the man who keeps tracking Franks' calls, he is good at this. I told him to try and figure out to whom

hell yeah he definitely is, “and how easily those girls out there fall in love with him, there’s this crazy girl he met in the bar last night, she kept calling Henry and harassing him! Henry looked so miserable! So, as his best friend, I offered him some help. We’ll be swapping our phone numbers for the moment. But don’t worry, when that crazy bitch’s harassment stops, we’ll swap our numbers back.” After listening to the story I just made up, Jamie’s face finally seems brightened. “Is that so?” he returns my phone back to me. He asks, “So to reach him, I should call your number, right?” Since I said Henry Nosrevi and Henrietta swapped their phone numbers, then I think the answer can only be,

I replied "ma'am I am sorry but it's the maid, I just wanted to ask if Henry is with you, because his mother has been calling his line but he isn't picking up" She asked and I laughed is Henry a kid that they are looking for him? "come on, Henry is not a kid, you guys should stop worrying about him" I replied "but ma'am, Henry always picks up his mother's call no matter what, she is just concerned" she replied "ohhhhh I understand but he isn't here with me, maybe you should keep trying his line" I responded "OK ma'am thank you so much" she replied and ended the call, I looked at my phone screen to see it was past 8pm

Henry's POV. “Guess what?” Frank ran into the room holding a cell phone. “What?” Henry replied drily, his eyes buried in the lit-up screen of his laptop. “Just this morning I have gotten 6 calls from small brands willing to come on board” Frank clicked his tongue. Henry looked above his laptop to meet eyes with Frank, “Don't play with me now” Frank walked around the office to where Henry sat and scrolled the cellphone in his hand. “We are back in business baby” he exclaimed and hugged Henry.

He’d hugged me quickly, then gone straight to Connor’s office where he’s been holed up all afternoon. “I heard about Yorick. I’m here to see what I can do. Some hacker kid is supposed to be calling later with some information.” My phone rings and I pull it out of my pocket. When I see an unknown number, I send it to voicemail. “They’re in ...” I begin and my phone starts ringing again. I look at the screen and see the same unknown number. I frown and send it to voicemail again before looking back at Henry. “Someone wants to talk to you,” he says, his eyebrow raised.

He’d hugged me quickly, then gone straight to Connor’s office where he’s been holed up all afternoon. “I heard about Yorick. I’m here to see what I can do. Some hacker kid is supposed to be calling later with some information.” My phone rings and I pull it out of my pocket. When I see an unknown number, I send it to voicemail. “They’re in ...” I begin and my phone starts ringing again. I look at the screen and see the same unknown number. I frown and send it to voicemail again before looking back at Henry. “Someone wants to talk to you,” he says, his eyebrow raised.